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 |
---|---|---|---|
3102 | 2024-07-11 21:26:55 | 109.32 | 98% |
1644 | 2023-11-25 11:22:34 | 91.96 | 96.1% |
1140 | 2023-08-28 07:17:54 | 86.95 | 96% |
380 | 2023-05-14 05:42:30 | 83.48 | 96.8% |