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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4619 | 2017-06-12 23:07:13 | 98.18 | 99% |
| 3573 | 2016-11-16 01:43:53 | 100.94 | 96% |