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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7357 | 2022-05-23 13:51:39 | 78.96 | 95% |
2151 | 2021-03-28 05:00:11 | 70.58 | 96% |
2004 | 2021-03-25 04:10:46 | 55.23 | 94% |