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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1260 | 2016-11-02 03:29:54 | 58.06 | 91% |
| 1227 | 2016-10-29 04:28:54 | 57.04 | 90% |
| 1226 | 2016-10-29 04:27:51 | 58.53 | 92% |
| 1219 | 2016-10-29 04:03:31 | 54.10 | 87% |