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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 652 | 2025-09-08 08:18:14 | 108.69 | 98% |
| 113 | 2025-07-14 04:50:22 | 100.59 | 97% |