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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4704 | 2018-04-16 23:36:02 | 105.71 | 98% |
| 3202 | 2017-11-14 22:29:24 | 94.20 | 98% |