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 |
---|---|---|---|
23075 | 2024-08-22 17:06:02 | 96.40 | 97% |
22375 | 2024-08-18 09:41:29 | 96.44 | 96.3% |
21821 | 2024-04-05 16:44:21 | 88.91 | 97% |
18434 | 2022-02-09 11:00:12 | 84.45 | 95% |
16502 | 2021-12-01 12:34:27 | 100.99 | 96% |
15056 | 2021-10-30 13:42:51 | 91.01 | 95% |
14889 | 2021-10-28 13:43:57 | 113.47 | 97% |
11172 | 2021-09-09 22:37:04 | 76.88 | 95% |
8062 | 2021-07-16 14:31:12 | 73.13 | 95% |
5159 | 2021-05-25 12:58:55 | 86.35 | 97% |
4554 | 2021-05-07 23:08:07 | 67.17 | 94% |