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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1298 | 2019-02-10 11:20:42 | 67.04 | 96% |
| 1073 | 2019-01-30 06:55:06 | 77.72 | 99% |