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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1702 | 2020-09-16 08:28:38 | 43.10 | 96% |
| 1203 | 2020-08-25 16:27:19 | 46.63 | 96% |
| 427 | 2020-07-30 05:25:53 | 35.71 | 96% |
| 17 | 2020-07-13 09:21:30 | 28.06 | 95% |