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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6818 | 2018-10-25 20:11:36 | 59.33 | 96% |
| 6810 | 2018-10-24 21:00:19 | 63.62 | 97% |
| 5156 | 2018-08-11 06:45:36 | 51.11 | 95% |
| 4567 | 2018-07-17 10:23:25 | 64.04 | 97% |