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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1953 | 2017-06-13 16:53:26 | 93.56 | 98% |
| 1065 | 2016-11-26 22:18:21 | 76.08 | 94% |
| 398 | 2016-11-06 19:58:09 | 68.14 | 91% |
| 219 | 2016-11-03 18:09:26 | 62.42 | 95% |