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 |
---|---|---|---|
10739 | 2022-02-09 06:17:42 | 107.12 | 99% |
10588 | 2022-01-29 12:28:54 | 101.52 | 97% |
10265 | 2021-12-31 06:21:42 | 108.10 | 98% |
3409 | 2020-05-30 17:29:02 | 71.63 | 98% |
776 | 2019-04-11 10:47:58 | 50.08 | 97% |