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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6549 | 2021-05-15 00:14:32 | 95.36 | 97% |
3402 | 2020-08-18 15:19:28 | 99.12 | 96% |
2551 | 2020-07-24 18:12:04 | 96.00 | 97% |