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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6776 | 2019-02-09 05:03:39 | 100.66 | 98% |
| 3971 | 2018-04-09 06:03:00 | 96.20 | 98% |