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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19404 | 2019-06-26 12:30:52 | 90.39 | 99% |
| 18135 | 2019-03-11 18:32:01 | 70.90 | 98% |
| 13360 | 2017-05-27 22:49:32 | 82.11 | 97% |
| 12230 | 2016-11-23 11:45:48 | 76.14 | 96% |