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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1696 | 2023-04-18 21:28:22 | 103.38 | 99% |
1214 | 2022-08-12 21:31:21 | 92.69 | 97% |