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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1890 | 2016-11-05 18:03:46 | 70.20 | 92% |
1565 | 2016-09-10 11:53:19 | 72.83 | 94% |