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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3599 | 2017-08-20 03:20:22 | 105.47 | 97% |
| 1692 | 2017-03-18 04:02:14 | 108.66 | 98% |
| 460 | 2016-12-19 17:28:04 | 78.60 | 88% |