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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690 | 2016-12-26 21:36:40 | 63.82 | 90% |
652 | 2016-12-22 20:48:16 | 66.51 | 92% |