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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4097 | 2021-09-10 16:40:09 | 74.68 | 96% |
| 2458 | 2020-12-04 10:40:09 | 82.42 | 98% |
| 1273 | 2020-11-03 05:23:27 | 71.24 | 96% |