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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1980 | 2017-07-03 10:37:44 | 69.62 | 97% |
| 966 | 2016-10-10 12:32:32 | 59.89 | 91% |
| 314 | 2016-09-21 13:04:50 | 53.17 | 95% |
| 156 | 2016-09-17 15:19:30 | 47.33 | 91% |