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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 525 | 2021-02-08 05:21:38 | 62.23 | 97.7% |
| 502 | 2021-02-04 05:22:25 | 63.76 | 97.4% |
| 257 | 2021-01-19 05:20:50 | 52.67 | 96% |