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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5327 | 2023-05-13 18:14:43 | 75.03 | 95% |
4449 | 2023-04-16 08:01:54 | 90.49 | 97% |
4433 | 2023-04-16 07:47:44 | 91.28 | 97% |
3201 | 2023-03-18 14:21:25 | 65.18 | 95% |