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 |
---|---|---|---|
1554 | 2016-12-02 17:34:04 | 47.96 | 90% |
691 | 2016-09-24 00:08:00 | 41.28 | 90% |
556 | 2016-09-02 17:07:23 | 41.19 | 94% |