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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1307 | 2017-04-18 07:13:32 | 69.32 | 96% |
| 81 | 2016-10-10 05:05:06 | 48.35 | 93% |