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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 959 | 2016-12-19 10:17:30 | 102.44 | 95% |
| 676 | 2016-12-11 09:07:55 | 98.00 | 93% |
| 120 | 2016-12-04 12:11:15 | 113.20 | 98% |
| 8 | 2016-12-04 01:51:00 | 98.32 | 93% |