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 |
---|---|---|---|
45739 | 2021-06-15 13:27:13 | 102.33 | 99% |
45355 | 2021-05-25 10:50:59 | 113.30 | 100% |
43941 | 2020-10-04 04:37:25 | 103.05 | 98% |
43611 | 2020-07-28 12:30:05 | 98.23 | 97% |
41904 | 2019-10-17 17:26:14 | 91.56 | 97% |
40687 | 2019-04-19 12:04:45 | 100.46 | 98% |
40238 | 2018-12-09 08:06:24 | 105.95 | 98% |
39913 | 2018-08-26 08:22:42 | 112.29 | 98% |