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 |
---|---|---|---|
55406 | 2024-04-10 16:14:17 | 147.06 | 99.6% |
55041 | 2024-03-25 20:47:28 | 96.97 | 96.4% |
53907 | 2024-01-04 01:00:10 | 99.42 | 95.9% |
53641 | 2023-11-28 14:49:44 | 148.53 | 99.3% |
49403 | 2023-02-22 03:28:51 | 115.08 | 96% |
38414 | 2019-12-19 18:17:26 | 112.61 | 97% |
37761 | 2019-10-28 17:41:38 | 113.57 | 98% |
36069 | 2019-05-30 15:30:47 | 105.70 | 98% |