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 |
---|---|---|---|
16256 | 2024-05-28 19:31:13 | 95.00 | 97.7% |
15649 | 2023-04-25 20:00:03 | 93.37 | 98% |
10781 | 2021-06-05 16:54:37 | 94.46 | 99% |
10694 | 2021-05-29 09:08:50 | 87.32 | 97% |