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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3664 | 2017-04-23 13:24:58 | 49.86 | 95% |
| 3370 | 2017-04-18 07:13:44 | 54.16 | 96% |
| 3241 | 2017-04-16 15:02:09 | 49.96 | 97% |
| 1267 | 2017-04-04 17:49:29 | 46.90 | 96% |