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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2371 | 2019-05-14 15:01:00 | 134.21 | 100% |
| 1763 | 2018-04-02 18:52:23 | 115.90 | 98% |
| 1078 | 2017-10-30 09:48:43 | 118.06 | 99% |