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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2353 | 2017-06-13 14:18:03 | 61.15 | 97% |
| 1115 | 2017-05-17 14:14:05 | 46.67 | 89% |
| 758 | 2017-05-09 16:22:45 | 45.77 | 91% |