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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1039 | 2017-02-16 03:10:08 | 103.12 | 97% |
636 | 2017-01-28 06:05:56 | 94.54 | 93% |