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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607 | 2017-02-17 19:41:32 | 114.29 | 84% |
80 | 2016-09-15 18:17:35 | 138.65 | 91% |