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 |
---|---|---|---|
6268 | 2021-07-06 11:15:54 | 97.07 | 98% |
5240 | 2020-07-14 09:21:03 | 97.50 | 97% |
5195 | 2020-07-13 07:50:47 | 95.82 | 98% |
4564 | 2020-07-04 19:05:48 | 96.83 | 100% |