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 |
---|---|---|---|
34328 | 2021-08-01 20:27:46 | 121.24 | 100% |
32737 | 2021-04-01 03:56:04 | 114.60 | 98% |
32433 | 2021-03-14 20:19:34 | 116.95 | 98% |
27714 | 2020-04-02 21:28:12 | 108.96 | 98% |
26692 | 2020-02-26 20:25:32 | 110.57 | 98% |
21137 | 2019-07-18 04:23:12 | 109.45 | 98% |
12080 | 2018-12-09 03:47:24 | 108.23 | 97% |
10138 | 2018-10-29 17:00:26 | 117.13 | 99% |
9830 | 2018-10-21 18:28:52 | 112.83 | 98% |