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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 688 | 2017-04-25 08:23:46 | 42.56 | 91% |
| 391 | 2017-04-20 10:15:37 | 35.62 | 89% |