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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821 | 2022-12-13 02:08:42 | 87.66 | 96% |
406 | 2021-08-15 00:26:02 | 92.53 | 96% |