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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 936 | 2017-07-05 23:48:06 | 61.54 | 97% |
| 289 | 2016-10-04 03:24:09 | 52.36 | 89% |
| 223 | 2016-09-27 05:47:07 | 52.14 | 91% |
| 169 | 2016-09-11 01:33:06 | 41.52 | 80% |