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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1144 | 2016-11-07 16:16:49 | 45.50 | 96% |
1031 | 2016-11-06 18:31:54 | 61.39 | 92% |