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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5049 | 2020-05-08 23:23:28 | 137.07 | 97% |
| 3694 | 2020-04-17 19:40:20 | 134.44 | 97% |
| 2418 | 2020-03-14 23:51:05 | 158.59 | 98% |