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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 592 | 2019-01-20 11:43:09 | 43.35 | 95% |
| 296 | 2018-12-23 09:16:49 | 45.46 | 96% |