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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4128 | 2019-03-19 13:31:30 | 82.81 | 97% |
| 814 | 2019-02-21 06:10:04 | 72.13 | 94% |