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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254 | 2017-01-12 00:34:43 | 65.59 | 92% |
242 | 2016-12-28 03:39:44 | 59.70 | 90% |