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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1020 | 2018-01-13 14:48:33 | 106.96 | 98% |
| 813 | 2017-07-10 20:38:27 | 100.04 | 98% |
| 425 | 2017-03-31 21:36:11 | 106.72 | 97% |