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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4571 | 2018-03-02 19:40:21 | 71.50 | 97% |
| 3267 | 2016-12-28 03:37:52 | 69.42 | 97% |
| 2050 | 2016-11-19 15:15:37 | 59.72 | 97% |
| 1770 | 2016-11-14 03:04:27 | 59.72 | 97% |
| 805 | 2016-10-27 22:33:59 | 43.13 | 94% |
| 141 | 2016-10-08 15:55:25 | 36.37 | 95% |