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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3795 | 2017-02-17 19:41:31 | 116.79 | 92% |
3265 | 2017-02-06 06:50:37 | 122.89 | 96% |