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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502 | 2016-11-22 18:01:29 | 87.71 | 99% |
176 | 2016-10-19 13:43:44 | 85.87 | 100% |