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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729 | 2018-01-23 20:57:30 | 48.32 | 96% |
593 | 2018-01-19 23:30:31 | 45.09 | 96% |
305 | 2018-01-10 20:39:06 | 36.81 | 97% |