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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1172 | 2021-10-24 05:11:17 | 58.26 | 96% |
408 | 2021-10-15 08:00:02 | 48.46 | 97% |