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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3543 | 2019-10-03 20:32:36 | 89.25 | 95% |
| 1465 | 2017-06-06 21:10:18 | 109.56 | 100% |