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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5036 | 2017-12-30 06:07:24 | 106.12 | 97% |
| 4732 | 2017-04-20 14:50:49 | 90.01 | 89% |