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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2449 | 2023-04-12 15:00:16 | 90.77 | 95% |
1517 | 2021-09-30 08:41:09 | 77.00 | 94% |
1364 | 2021-09-27 02:45:57 | 68.93 | 93% |