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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1683 | 2024-03-03 05:13:28 | 105.12 | 97% |
| 483 | 2021-01-03 07:28:21 | 89.40 | 96% |
| 242 | 2020-11-22 04:47:40 | 79.41 | 96% |