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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 919 | 2020-04-28 18:51:33 | 46.81 | 94% |
| 268 | 2020-03-25 21:35:10 | 42.50 | 97% |