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 |
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1297 | 2018-12-28 05:25:38 | 82.60 | 95% |
504 | 2018-12-09 06:46:11 | 82.43 | 95% |