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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217 | 2018-02-23 09:54:04 | 136.61 | 100% |
187 | 2018-02-04 07:55:54 | 121.10 | 96% |