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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205 | 2017-04-25 08:43:09 | 83.04 | 91% |
6 | 2017-02-23 11:16:22 | 70.70 | 90% |