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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1631 | 2017-02-22 09:10:05 | 92.62 | 98% |
821 | 2017-01-27 05:09:34 | 79.29 | 93% |