It led me by the hand, as if to fill the niches in the memories in my oozing brain fluid. Without even a destination, we kept walking. Disgusting clouds were floating in the sky. I already know what will happen to me the next time I wake up.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2119 | 2017-04-29 02:53:45 | 68.28 | 92% |
| 1048 | 2017-03-20 14:12:29 | 64.66 | 94% |
| 919 | 2017-03-17 04:41:20 | 56.53 | 90% |
| 407 | 2017-03-12 04:42:22 | 58.96 | 92% |