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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1966 | 2019-05-02 18:09:22 | 106.92 | 98% |
631 | 2019-02-27 01:15:48 | 107.86 | 98% |