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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3117 | 2021-06-25 19:40:55 | 113.20 | 99% |
1629 | 2021-02-13 10:45:05 | 94.47 | 97.4% |
746 | 2021-01-11 21:40:50 | 96.17 | 97% |