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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3332 | 2021-01-19 18:31:53 | 104.46 | 99% |
| 2973 | 2021-01-09 08:16:54 | 110.72 | 99% |
| 2613 | 2020-12-30 05:51:44 | 109.36 | 98% |
| 2086 | 2020-12-09 02:43:26 | 105.32 | 98% |