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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2365 | 2017-05-17 08:09:21 | 80.97 | 95% |
2322 | 2017-05-06 12:42:40 | 75.62 | 95% |