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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1942 | 2020-12-25 21:10:47 | 107.21 | 97% |
| 1679 | 2020-08-27 23:07:09 | 118.28 | 98% |
| 929 | 2019-01-19 18:55:55 | 117.72 | 98% |