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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4048 | 2020-03-30 22:00:41 | 69.56 | 98% |
| 2796 | 2018-12-28 13:50:13 | 77.87 | 97% |
| 1319 | 2018-07-04 18:33:42 | 59.68 | 96% |
| 349 | 2018-02-25 00:31:58 | 43.12 | 95% |