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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2095 | 2019-12-21 19:28:23 | 87.04 | 99% |
| 2003 | 2018-02-21 20:58:47 | 92.22 | 99% |