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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3480 | 2022-08-15 02:54:58 | 130.83 | 98% |
3222 | 2021-10-19 02:10:12 | 114.55 | 97% |
2452 | 2021-02-01 02:17:32 | 108.68 | 97.3% |