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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6765 | 2024-08-19 15:20:20 | 98.81 | 98% |
| 6412 | 2024-08-02 19:03:34 | 101.48 | 98.2% |
| 4664 | 2024-04-18 18:28:35 | 87.93 | 96.9% |
| 3507 | 2022-07-10 22:48:31 | 94.90 | 97% |
| 1887 | 2022-01-21 12:19:14 | 77.49 | 96% |