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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5273 | 2019-10-17 07:29:36 | 89.07 | 96% |
| 5081 | 2019-10-11 10:37:30 | 111.92 | 99% |
| 1736 | 2017-09-29 16:48:54 | 73.00 | 97% |