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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1722 | 2022-01-16 17:43:08 | 95.71 | 97% |
1475 | 2021-11-01 07:01:18 | 84.45 | 96% |