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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2165 | 2020-01-02 11:41:39 | 104.65 | 98% |
| 1870 | 2019-10-17 11:17:10 | 88.60 | 91% |
| 664 | 2019-06-22 13:30:37 | 71.87 | 93% |