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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2635 | 2017-06-18 21:30:15 | 65.02 | 96% |
| 1344 | 2016-12-05 05:42:05 | 64.88 | 96% |