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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 811 | 2018-01-27 01:15:39 | 86.42 | 98% |
| 158 | 2016-09-27 16:35:45 | 68.37 | 92% |
| 33 | 2016-09-24 18:11:24 | 62.73 | 91% |