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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4856 | 2017-04-27 16:56:13 | 75.06 | 91% |
| 3932 | 2017-02-24 21:15:51 | 70.79 | 91% |
| 3928 | 2017-02-24 13:51:21 | 71.86 | 94% |
| 3856 | 2017-02-18 16:15:01 | 76.96 | 94% |