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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655 | 2017-01-17 18:42:39 | 67.10 | 87% |
175 | 2016-12-13 15:09:25 | 61.94 | 82% |