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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1187 | 2017-08-05 07:53:54 | 48.60 | 95% |
| 746 | 2016-12-22 09:38:10 | 44.17 | 91% |
| 651 | 2016-12-18 06:06:45 | 48.27 | 95% |