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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16 | 2017-05-11 09:19:33 | 78.57 | 99% |
| 11 | 2017-05-10 12:06:50 | 73.91 | 95% |