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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1217 | 2022-03-09 08:11:01 | 63.37 | 95% |
| 1169 | 2022-02-24 08:46:37 | 64.08 | 96% |