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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877 | 2016-12-08 05:35:58 | 72.59 | 92% |
709 | 2016-11-23 22:46:12 | 76.39 | 95% |