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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3996 | 2024-09-23 08:05:33 | 83.05 | 97.6% |
3343 | 2022-12-06 15:43:41 | 82.59 | 98% |
3231 | 2021-05-18 15:23:08 | 86.29 | 97% |