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 |
---|---|---|---|
10451 | 2025-07-07 04:26:24 | 90.38 | 96% |
10143 | 2024-12-12 05:02:50 | 92.13 | 97.1% |
8665 | 2023-10-07 04:45:53 | 100.94 | 98.3% |
1993 | 2021-02-24 01:53:48 | 79.38 | 97% |