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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1024 | 2017-04-04 10:52:53 | 67.02 | 93% |
| 640 | 2017-03-04 14:04:00 | 68.64 | 98% |
| 554 | 2017-02-26 13:04:27 | 60.78 | 92% |