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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2025 | 2018-04-07 18:15:59 | 114.04 | 99% |
678 | 2017-01-22 14:04:08 | 102.31 | 90% |