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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5117 | 2020-07-16 21:36:06 | 105.31 | 97% |
| 4285 | 2019-12-04 23:14:26 | 91.34 | 96% |
| 2630 | 2019-01-09 22:28:50 | 98.87 | 97% |
| 1606 | 2018-08-24 22:03:39 | 86.19 | 96% |