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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2180 | 2020-11-07 11:24:10 | 100.95 | 99% |
| 1935 | 2020-11-01 09:23:17 | 95.51 | 98% |
| 1502 | 2020-10-17 02:40:19 | 75.81 | 98% |
| 177 | 2018-03-24 19:23:12 | 57.84 | 98% |