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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 963 | 2017-04-03 12:22:03 | 41.46 | 95% |
| 609 | 2017-03-29 09:38:11 | 50.48 | 96% |
| 151 | 2017-03-21 05:55:42 | 26.09 | 85% |