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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2123 | 2017-03-24 18:40:44 | 55.75 | 87% |
1336 | 2016-11-09 19:39:10 | 60.65 | 94% |