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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7930 | 2024-06-17 03:00:48 | 91.36 | 98.6% |
6143 | 2022-01-12 08:17:05 | 87.60 | 97% |
1754 | 2021-07-09 02:50:03 | 75.49 | 97% |
1611 | 2021-06-13 15:08:45 | 73.42 | 97% |