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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28434 | 2021-11-12 16:37:35 | 121.86 | 99% |
27785 | 2021-08-23 02:41:21 | 96.10 | 97% |
24921 | 2020-05-24 05:01:23 | 125.63 | 99% |