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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4024 | 2020-07-05 08:55:09 | 83.98 | 97% |
| 2791 | 2018-06-30 08:54:38 | 67.83 | 96% |
| 1549 | 2018-01-28 02:52:45 | 63.97 | 97% |