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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384 | 2016-09-10 17:15:06 | 77.59 | 88% |
296 | 2016-09-02 15:24:50 | 76.07 | 89% |