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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1493 | 2018-12-06 03:04:36 | 53.26 | 92% |
| 1253 | 2018-10-26 03:31:28 | 54.73 | 94% |
| 304 | 2017-11-07 20:54:04 | 37.26 | 93% |