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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501 | 2016-12-31 17:29:11 | 120.88 | 91% |
265 | 2016-10-27 19:46:39 | 97.48 | 86% |
173 | 2016-10-02 14:11:54 | 97.28 | 88% |