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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12149 | 2021-04-09 13:04:34 | 164.07 | 99% |
10344 | 2021-01-16 18:27:23 | 140.40 | 97% |
10297 | 2021-01-15 14:23:14 | 135.69 | 97% |
5164 | 2019-12-30 15:11:11 | 107.93 | 95% |