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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 915 | 2017-05-27 05:17:47 | 36.15 | 90% |
| 835 | 2017-05-01 05:12:42 | 41.30 | 91% |
| 743 | 2017-04-28 05:43:32 | 46.50 | 95% |
| 462 | 2016-12-31 06:29:24 | 34.74 | 90% |