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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 903 | 2017-04-26 20:26:39 | 107.37 | 96% |
| 776 | 2017-04-11 17:36:31 | 96.89 | 93% |
| 666 | 2017-04-02 19:41:35 | 97.97 | 87% |