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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 124 | 2017-07-05 23:40:23 | 99.03 | 97% |
| 76 | 2017-07-04 16:18:28 | 98.51 | 97% |