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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11317 | 2023-01-15 03:24:40 | 132.78 | 99% |
10080 | 2022-03-11 15:21:26 | 133.22 | 98% |
7729 | 2020-07-29 01:05:39 | 106.32 | 97% |
4516 | 2019-09-23 03:17:42 | 114.15 | 99% |