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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5122 | 2025-02-11 05:42:07 | 121.26 | 100% |
| 4189 | 2022-04-04 06:20:21 | 107.08 | 97% |
| 771 | 2020-12-06 07:49:42 | 85.59 | 98% |