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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 663 | 2016-12-09 09:36:03 | 97.67 | 99% |
| 596 | 2016-11-24 06:57:03 | 82.56 | 96% |
| 490 | 2016-10-31 11:12:22 | 91.20 | 98% |