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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1137 | 2017-06-09 21:56:30 | 88.42 | 96% |
829 | 2017-04-20 00:09:03 | 88.65 | 92% |