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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 716 | 2020-09-12 00:01:59 | 106.21 | 98% |
| 350 | 2020-09-09 21:58:51 | 116.12 | 99% |