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 |
---|---|---|---|
37004 | 2020-05-11 16:05:46 | 123.46 | 96% |
33115 | 2019-12-29 16:40:02 | 160.51 | 99% |
32259 | 2019-12-14 14:33:00 | 150.97 | 99% |
31349 | 2019-11-15 13:57:54 | 146.53 | 98% |
31142 | 2019-11-14 11:26:41 | 154.14 | 99% |
28852 | 2019-08-07 19:46:16 | 169.05 | 100% |
25646 | 2019-06-13 13:15:29 | 129.73 | 96% |
21305 | 2019-04-14 20:47:29 | 145.52 | 100% |
11282 | 2019-01-17 18:34:10 | 142.71 | 99% |
10328 | 2019-01-11 16:21:30 | 151.54 | 100% |
7354 | 2018-12-12 14:05:52 | 135.03 | 100% |
6745 | 2018-11-30 13:48:13 | 134.92 | 99% |
4737 | 2018-11-09 11:06:05 | 129.12 | 99% |
2804 | 2018-10-03 19:32:22 | 132.83 | 98% |