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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1732 | 2017-08-05 03:18:30 | 52.41 | 94% |
| 1124 | 2017-05-13 02:45:14 | 71.96 | 95% |
| 831 | 2017-05-07 20:27:19 | 67.08 | 93% |