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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2570 | 2017-10-09 09:40:38 | 63.52 | 97% |
| 1037 | 2017-06-15 23:10:58 | 49.16 | 94% |
| 442 | 2017-05-20 23:44:08 | 49.89 | 85% |
| 402 | 2017-05-20 04:03:40 | 44.66 | 90% |