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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4711 | 2022-03-12 04:43:12 | 86.87 | 95% |
| 4607 | 2021-09-04 02:12:23 | 95.61 | 97% |
| 3328 | 2016-11-02 23:23:48 | 97.63 | 92% |
| 2948 | 2016-09-25 21:41:18 | 97.53 | 89% |