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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858 | 2022-08-10 16:21:48 | 46.59 | 97% |
702 | 2022-07-22 17:52:58 | 45.76 | 97% |