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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 179 | 2017-10-28 21:05:31 | 68.23 | 97% |
| 157 | 2017-10-28 13:59:34 | 76.44 | 97% |