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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10799 | 2021-03-18 10:48:01 | 71.11 | 97% |
7897 | 2020-12-22 19:50:40 | 80.51 | 99% |
7091 | 2020-10-16 22:52:10 | 70.68 | 97% |