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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9727 | 2020-10-30 08:42:30 | 90.17 | 99% |
| 8930 | 2020-05-16 20:54:03 | 114.95 | 98% |
| 8274 | 2018-08-19 17:20:59 | 107.52 | 98% |
| 5479 | 2017-06-12 18:54:30 | 101.72 | 97% |