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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1713 | 2019-03-27 03:22:53 | 124.10 | 97% |
849 | 2018-09-14 01:56:30 | 97.75 | 96% |
541 | 2018-08-30 07:22:16 | 125.72 | 97% |