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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 502 | 2019-03-11 07:48:58 | 76.06 | 95% |
| 45 | 2017-10-09 16:16:01 | 50.55 | 96% |