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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 938 | 2019-02-28 14:09:55 | 88.98 | 97% |
| 388 | 2019-02-19 15:38:31 | 84.24 | 95% |