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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1292 | 2018-05-20 15:24:10 | 43.19 | 97% |
1102 | 2017-12-19 15:48:14 | 43.24 | 98% |