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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8558 | 2024-03-27 11:19:09 | 73.99 | 98% |
| 3012 | 2021-12-17 16:23:53 | 65.73 | 97% |
| 475 | 2019-12-09 09:06:38 | 49.40 | 95% |