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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2554 | 2018-11-09 01:56:20 | 81.16 | 98% |
| 1672 | 2018-10-24 13:38:13 | 76.36 | 98% |