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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 274 | 2017-01-09 06:39:41 | 119.94 | 95% |
| 107 | 2016-11-26 03:52:17 | 116.09 | 91% |