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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 322 | 2016-09-13 10:29:38 | 86.84 | 96% |
| 149 | 2016-09-03 04:17:28 | 63.32 | 93% |