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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7908 | 2018-10-17 07:18:56 | 138.84 | 98% |
| 3338 | 2016-10-05 17:36:01 | 127.83 | 96% |
| 3270 | 2016-10-04 15:09:01 | 130.63 | 94% |