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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4351 | 2021-04-01 08:26:04 | 72.32 | 97% |
| 3613 | 2021-03-06 05:59:39 | 81.30 | 99% |
| 2350 | 2020-12-25 17:00:33 | 74.78 | 99% |
| 1124 | 2020-10-13 08:36:35 | 68.62 | 98% |