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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 455 | 2018-09-05 20:39:06 | 80.42 | 99% |
| 17 | 2016-09-12 13:46:34 | 53.84 | 93% |