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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12325 | 2017-03-02 19:41:57 | 119.97 | 98% |
| 12015 | 2016-09-01 20:28:50 | 107.13 | 93% |