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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1651 | 2019-05-21 14:10:00 | 51.14 | 94% |
| 183 | 2018-07-19 04:50:38 | 61.84 | 95% |