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 |
---|---|---|---|
23895 | 2024-02-14 02:24:48 | 149.31 | 97.7% |
23868 | 2024-02-11 19:39:21 | 165.61 | 99.3% |
23526 | 2024-02-01 09:19:59 | 182.76 | 99.3% |
19542 | 2023-07-02 23:38:07 | 146.76 | 95% |
13812 | 2022-07-15 20:41:27 | 157.32 | 98% |
11551 | 2022-03-31 04:36:19 | 155.71 | 99% |
10201 | 2021-12-17 02:53:12 | 152.88 | 98% |
2620 | 2021-02-28 05:49:32 | 161.37 | 100% |