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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1877 | 2017-03-11 22:01:39 | 91.82 | 91% |
1054 | 2016-12-19 22:54:54 | 83.87 | 92% |