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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6208 | 2022-09-24 13:53:51 | 117.97 | 98% |
5962 | 2022-03-19 01:14:40 | 110.52 | 98% |