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 |
---|---|---|---|
59403 | 2020-08-09 07:45:30 | 81.41 | 97% |
58810 | 2020-08-06 03:37:27 | 116.83 | 97% |
47432 | 2020-06-08 07:50:08 | 104.76 | 97% |
45487 | 2020-05-29 03:15:14 | 146.78 | 100% |
33829 | 2020-03-28 02:56:42 | 108.12 | 98% |
32079 | 2020-03-12 21:53:43 | 110.86 | 98% |
29138 | 2020-02-09 08:57:33 | 142.59 | 99% |
26944 | 2020-01-04 10:38:49 | 121.64 | 97% |
26460 | 2020-01-02 10:28:28 | 118.27 | 99% |
22975 | 2019-12-01 12:12:41 | 65.66 | 96% |
18008 | 2019-10-12 13:59:46 | 106.99 | 97% |
11887 | 2019-07-14 12:55:05 | 79.10 | 98% |
6498 | 2019-04-20 11:05:36 | 122.91 | 98% |
3669 | 2019-02-03 04:14:58 | 114.21 | 98% |