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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 424 | 2017-03-13 17:42:25 | 98.88 | 91% |
| 322 | 2017-02-18 03:15:38 | 92.23 | 93% |
| 14 | 2017-01-13 16:38:00 | 99.88 | 96% |