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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3208 | 2019-05-31 09:59:13 | 84.41 | 97% |
| 2911 | 2019-05-26 12:45:25 | 87.01 | 97% |