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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1547 | 2017-10-12 01:33:18 | 50.55 | 97% |
155 | 2017-06-12 19:05:13 | 37.25 | 95% |