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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1145 | 2017-07-11 08:39:07 | 136.85 | 100% |
| 1034 | 2017-07-07 10:02:20 | 110.67 | 98% |