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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 763 | 2016-12-08 11:47:28 | 46.26 | 96% |
| 252 | 2016-10-26 07:07:42 | 59.05 | 97% |
| 150 | 2016-10-17 14:52:42 | 61.28 | 98% |