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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1028 | 2016-09-19 23:51:21 | 59.77 | 96% |
991 | 2016-09-18 18:52:17 | 45.16 | 93% |