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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6150 | 2020-02-20 20:56:51 | 120.08 | 98% |
| 4482 | 2019-08-13 20:02:22 | 87.90 | 96% |
| 2475 | 2018-09-25 01:18:35 | 85.82 | 95% |
| 1012 | 2018-01-03 08:32:39 | 67.07 | 95% |