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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2011 | 2021-03-14 18:58:03 | 85.86 | 97% |
| 856 | 2021-02-26 23:14:00 | 89.13 | 98% |