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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793 | 2016-10-11 10:11:54 | 78.30 | 93% |
590 | 2016-10-03 15:30:38 | 70.08 | 92% |