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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1015 | 2018-01-17 20:16:48 | 87.22 | 98% |
| 776 | 2017-08-19 16:41:38 | 82.89 | 98% |
| 763 | 2017-08-19 00:09:59 | 101.63 | 99% |