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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1251 | 2016-12-24 16:20:43 | 97.45 | 91% |
| 990 | 2016-10-15 13:48:24 | 103.36 | 96% |
| 696 | 2016-09-29 20:49:13 | 88.00 | 90% |