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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2422 | 2018-04-02 12:38:43 | 54.17 | 96% |
292 | 2017-01-07 19:04:05 | 57.61 | 92% |
53 | 2016-12-27 22:30:52 | 56.01 | 96% |