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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954 | 2021-11-19 00:30:07 | 119.21 | 97% |
445 | 2016-12-15 14:35:09 | 77.09 | 86% |