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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1078 | 2016-09-11 11:17:08 | 78.69 | 97% |
1022 | 2016-09-08 20:11:46 | 75.11 | 98% |