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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 289 | 2017-05-10 16:17:28 | 67.28 | 89% |
| 167 | 2017-04-05 16:30:12 | 76.05 | 92% |