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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 119 | 2016-09-27 16:35:38 | 81.43 | 98% |
| 64 | 2016-09-24 05:01:32 | 78.91 | 97% |