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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 169 | 2020-09-05 18:58:38 | 75.11 | 99% |
| 10 | 2017-05-25 13:49:36 | 43.97 | 92% |