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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450 | 2017-04-26 15:26:20 | 62.26 | 91% |
329 | 2017-01-02 16:12:11 | 52.73 | 91% |