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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1443 | 2017-09-09 08:13:38 | 59.87 | 96% |
| 549 | 2017-03-30 12:30:33 | 48.94 | 85% |
| 236 | 2017-01-10 12:50:15 | 46.02 | 86% |