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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3514 | 2020-12-26 20:31:33 | 128.09 | 100% |
| 1905 | 2017-02-28 05:11:42 | 108.29 | 97% |
| 1689 | 2017-01-26 19:02:33 | 115.30 | 93% |