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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10877 | 2021-02-23 11:19:34 | 84.67 | 99% |
| 10399 | 2020-06-23 15:38:22 | 70.97 | 98% |
| 10007 | 2019-08-29 23:01:05 | 89.69 | 99% |