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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 413 | 2018-05-24 11:28:52 | 36.25 | 94% |
| 79 | 2017-04-06 11:43:25 | 31.75 | 86% |