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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 848 | 2017-08-04 17:06:36 | 70.52 | 95% |
| 13 | 2016-11-27 03:42:17 | 61.52 | 88% |