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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2972 | 2017-08-10 20:06:54 | 56.43 | 95% |
| 2583 | 2017-08-05 17:00:27 | 57.59 | 95% |
| 1165 | 2017-06-27 22:47:04 | 52.97 | 99% |
| 182 | 2017-05-31 13:31:32 | 42.28 | 89% |