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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 355 | 2017-06-06 12:52:54 | 44.32 | 94% |
| 326 | 2017-06-04 04:29:36 | 32.68 | 90% |