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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392 | 2019-01-09 10:01:20 | 143.57 | 98% |
254 | 2018-10-21 23:27:40 | 135.17 | 98% |
41 | 2018-08-11 22:12:34 | 137.18 | 98% |