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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 574 | 2016-12-13 08:45:42 | 52.04 | 98% |
| 447 | 2016-12-12 08:15:25 | 57.42 | 99% |
| 312 | 2016-12-11 07:01:45 | 50.58 | 99% |
| 236 | 2016-12-11 04:12:08 | 46.37 | 95% |