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 |
---|---|---|---|
6843 | 2021-06-22 17:06:01 | 74.79 | 95% |
5541 | 2021-05-18 15:23:13 | 74.70 | 96% |
5062 | 2021-05-10 09:38:29 | 73.34 | 96% |
4123 | 2021-04-22 14:21:22 | 62.88 | 94% |