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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5912 | 2016-10-22 18:27:44 | 88.59 | 93% |
| 5552 | 2016-10-13 05:08:39 | 97.11 | 96% |