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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1163 | 2017-07-04 18:11:33 | 49.16 | 94% |
| 924 | 2017-06-21 18:37:32 | 49.29 | 96% |