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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 531 | 2016-12-19 10:17:34 | 89.76 | 96% |
| 524 | 2016-12-19 10:10:42 | 101.53 | 96% |
| 449 | 2016-12-16 08:59:39 | 97.60 | 98% |
| 57 | 2016-11-30 05:26:02 | 97.71 | 97% |