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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 970 | 2020-02-09 23:32:00 | 103.98 | 99% |
| 756 | 2017-03-09 20:19:20 | 85.89 | 92% |