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 |
---|---|---|---|
21762 | 2024-04-20 17:34:21 | 97.18 | 98.6% |
21648 | 2024-04-17 17:47:56 | 89.14 | 98.3% |
16270 | 2023-02-25 18:36:32 | 84.14 | 97% |
11711 | 2021-10-07 16:53:47 | 89.31 | 99% |
11401 | 2021-07-12 10:13:05 | 82.35 | 96% |
5090 | 2021-03-02 14:46:17 | 65.24 | 95% |
2991 | 2021-02-16 16:05:59 | 69.40 | 96.4% |
1810 | 2021-02-06 17:24:21 | 66.98 | 97% |
940 | 2021-01-28 13:20:43 | 58.76 | 96.1% |