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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352 | 2017-06-18 15:37:23 | 65.20 | 97% |
261 | 2017-05-16 20:43:58 | 69.44 | 92% |