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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14091 | 2022-02-21 04:03:03 | 170.93 | 99% |
| 12531 | 2020-09-15 20:51:37 | 184.07 | 100% |
| 5548 | 2019-08-28 14:17:36 | 137.97 | 99% |
| 5034 | 2019-08-09 15:28:24 | 153.29 | 98% |
| 3733 | 2019-03-24 19:12:07 | 157.76 | 99% |