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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715 | 2016-11-13 22:21:35 | 86.24 | 97% |
694 | 2016-11-13 05:07:30 | 79.20 | 93% |