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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6311 | 2025-03-01 05:01:16 | 88.44 | 96.7% |
| 6292 | 2025-02-28 16:50:15 | 88.03 | 96.7% |