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 |
---|---|---|---|
2361 | 2018-11-27 10:36:27 | 78.44 | 96% |
1412 | 2017-06-14 08:37:24 | 61.65 | 94% |
745 | 2016-10-19 03:22:08 | 43.42 | 87% |
473 | 2016-09-25 11:35:01 | 48.42 | 89% |