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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1600 | 2018-10-21 19:46:32 | 104.59 | 97% |
| 1349 | 2018-08-06 01:48:16 | 91.77 | 96% |