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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1638 | 2017-01-08 14:16:27 | 66.69 | 96% |
827 | 2016-11-19 22:13:15 | 43.81 | 90% |