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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3242 | 2021-01-11 12:40:44 | 85.68 | 97% |
| 693 | 2019-08-29 18:22:19 | 62.95 | 93% |
| 501 | 2019-08-10 11:58:45 | 64.73 | 94% |