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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1014 | 2016-09-11 12:39:13 | 135.05 | 97% |
842 | 2016-09-07 18:09:41 | 115.71 | 95% |