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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13627 | 2025-02-19 20:45:16 | 84.96 | 97.7% |
| 12326 | 2025-01-07 20:37:48 | 97.30 | 99.2% |