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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1167 | 2017-02-20 12:51:18 | 80.91 | 98% |
| 1140 | 2017-02-18 16:15:02 | 74.55 | 99% |
| 1006 | 2016-09-06 01:23:43 | 68.32 | 96% |