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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394 | 2017-11-26 10:06:19 | 47.85 | 95% |
373 | 2017-11-26 07:12:27 | 49.51 | 95% |