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 |
---|---|---|---|
1980 | 2017-06-23 00:49:16 | 124.15 | 98% |
1952 | 2017-06-19 17:33:22 | 123.64 | 99% |
693 | 2017-03-20 02:04:17 | 108.36 | 94% |