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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6578 | 2016-11-15 22:48:41 | 59.01 | 92% |
| 6366 | 2016-09-23 01:39:54 | 59.53 | 90% |
| 6292 | 2016-09-16 05:19:07 | 57.22 | 93% |