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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2177 | 2018-11-12 12:27:20 | 59.22 | 96% |
942 | 2018-08-27 13:37:54 | 53.46 | 96% |