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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1012 | 2016-11-04 08:18:58 | 53.66 | 91% |
| 922 | 2016-10-31 06:51:35 | 45.59 | 88% |