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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18052 | 2025-01-09 12:30:07 | 94.66 | 96.7% |
| 10055 | 2023-07-02 00:20:47 | 86.74 | 97.6% |
| 9292 | 2023-06-12 08:32:29 | 69.56 | 96.6% |
| 3656 | 2022-08-05 02:51:35 | 80.06 | 96% |
| 2230 | 2021-10-04 14:55:34 | 64.95 | 96% |
| 2144 | 2021-09-29 10:47:48 | 63.27 | 96% |
| 630 | 2021-05-13 02:10:53 | 56.39 | 96% |