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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 189 | 2018-03-19 09:21:42 | 85.92 | 96% |
| 31 | 2017-06-14 08:38:35 | 81.52 | 96% |