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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5142 | 2018-11-17 05:58:40 | 83.77 | 97% |
| 2848 | 2017-08-13 15:13:42 | 68.26 | 96% |
| 773 | 2017-05-25 16:42:48 | 59.31 | 93% |