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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6811 | 2020-12-09 19:00:22 | 126.08 | 98% |
6609 | 2020-11-20 20:32:45 | 125.93 | 99% |