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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 886 | 2016-11-17 22:11:51 | 80.65 | 95% |
| 597 | 2016-10-22 18:16:21 | 77.25 | 97% |
| 371 | 2016-10-01 23:13:07 | 73.77 | 97% |
| 179 | 2016-09-11 17:24:24 | 65.91 | 94% |