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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2794 | 2021-06-25 13:11:04 | 57.11 | 94% |
| 2377 | 2021-05-10 08:52:13 | 53.73 | 95% |
| 1230 | 2021-01-18 05:34:16 | 50.74 | 95% |
| 1224 | 2021-01-18 05:24:46 | 45.19 | 93% |
| 576 | 2021-01-09 08:51:38 | 43.21 | 95% |