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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3631 | 2022-02-01 03:49:50 | 88.37 | 99% |
2346 | 2021-02-25 04:04:33 | 76.17 | 96% |
2140 | 2021-02-22 05:59:01 | 69.48 | 97% |