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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981 | 2023-04-28 07:38:39 | 104.83 | 98% |
164 | 2022-06-26 16:09:10 | 95.65 | 98% |