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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1135 | 2020-11-24 19:09:11 | 89.40 | 97% |
| 496 | 2020-09-22 23:28:01 | 91.07 | 98% |