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 |
---|---|---|---|
71206 | 2020-04-25 01:36:41 | 127.63 | 99% |
69715 | 2020-04-12 00:43:51 | 124.34 | 99% |
65681 | 2020-03-11 12:07:15 | 115.26 | 97% |
53705 | 2020-01-20 10:37:10 | 123.22 | 98% |
52056 | 2020-01-13 11:32:43 | 105.42 | 96% |
52055 | 2020-01-13 11:32:07 | 103.50 | 97% |
33832 | 2019-05-24 06:30:50 | 105.02 | 96% |
33672 | 2019-05-21 01:32:39 | 100.91 | 97% |
30252 | 2019-04-14 02:59:40 | 109.07 | 97% |
30061 | 2019-04-12 07:37:45 | 104.15 | 97% |
27532 | 2019-04-01 11:32:38 | 120.93 | 99% |
26278 | 2019-03-26 01:27:52 | 113.28 | 98% |
21640 | 2018-10-28 02:38:54 | 111.08 | 97% |
15982 | 2018-09-01 07:54:40 | 95.14 | 96% |