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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 232 | 2017-05-02 20:15:39 | 100.45 | 94% |
| 226 | 2017-05-02 17:30:18 | 106.54 | 99% |