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 |
---|---|---|---|
5074 | 2016-10-27 20:26:58 | 129.88 | 92% |
4717 | 2016-10-21 16:39:26 | 128.84 | 94% |
3986 | 2016-09-23 17:44:51 | 114.37 | 90% |