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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 952 | 2017-05-22 04:10:56 | 99.13 | 98% |
| 879 | 2017-05-19 17:21:06 | 96.41 | 98% |