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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4001 | 2018-05-11 19:27:16 | 90.83 | 98% |
| 3781 | 2017-10-28 21:05:23 | 82.93 | 98% |