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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1140 | 2020-09-10 22:56:48 | 87.32 | 98% |
| 539 | 2020-08-16 20:25:32 | 76.49 | 98% |
| 484 | 2020-08-14 16:38:50 | 78.70 | 98% |