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 | 2019-01-22 15:43:36 | 112.41 | 100% |
| 177 | 2019-01-15 19:53:54 | 103.64 | 100% |