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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7877 | 2016-12-03 08:42:30 | 80.60 | 87% |
| 7314 | 2016-11-13 22:13:49 | 92.42 | 94% |
| 6964 | 2016-10-22 19:59:44 | 83.86 | 88% |