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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7136 | 2019-11-12 20:20:13 | 37.28 | 93% |
| 2954 | 2018-02-21 22:08:29 | 37.88 | 94% |
| 2019 | 2017-09-06 13:46:51 | 31.63 | 94% |