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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2897 | 2020-05-08 08:51:11 | 92.85 | 97% |
| 836 | 2020-05-04 13:49:15 | 103.10 | 97% |