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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761 | 2020-12-17 05:50:08 | 67.40 | 96% |
215 | 2017-07-31 00:57:08 | 36.57 | 95% |