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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18972 | 2018-02-17 01:12:53 | 126.46 | 98% |
| 3483 | 2017-07-04 01:16:00 | 125.90 | 98% |
| 1026 | 2017-05-19 14:26:33 | 109.64 | 92% |