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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2412 | 2017-03-07 17:28:56 | 91.20 | 96% |
| 1446 | 2016-11-02 18:45:31 | 96.25 | 99% |
| 1163 | 2016-10-25 02:53:15 | 81.34 | 91% |