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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1045 | 2020-10-27 13:09:52 | 81.46 | 97% |
| 181 | 2020-06-10 13:26:05 | 68.05 | 93% |