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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4409 | 2024-08-20 11:20:22 | 99.70 | 97.4% |
3257 | 2023-07-14 02:33:05 | 98.89 | 97.1% |
3021 | 2023-04-16 09:46:48 | 94.97 | 97% |