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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5206 | 2022-01-28 16:52:43 | 125.14 | 99% |
| 4487 | 2021-05-30 07:16:44 | 111.76 | 98% |
| 2153 | 2019-02-02 16:59:04 | 108.02 | 98% |