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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1540 | 2017-07-15 18:05:36 | 96.70 | 100% |
| 1085 | 2017-05-04 16:20:52 | 89.32 | 98% |
| 314 | 2017-01-23 21:59:11 | 92.89 | 100% |