I hate this place, this zoo, this prison, this reality, whatever you want to call it. I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink, and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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6638 | 2022-12-11 21:32:09 | 125.49 | 99% |
3740 | 2019-05-19 16:25:18 | 118.37 | 98% |
3563 | 2019-04-07 16:37:38 | 116.04 | 97% |
2679 | 2018-09-29 17:16:02 | 113.58 | 97% |