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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3457 | 2019-03-18 01:32:55 | 168.87 | 98% |
| 2290 | 2019-02-23 02:08:03 | 183.99 | 100% |