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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5137 | 2024-12-04 19:25:12 | 141.27 | 98.6% |
| 4961 | 2024-06-17 15:49:07 | 128.69 | 98.3% |
| 4123 | 2022-11-07 20:54:07 | 119.70 | 97% |
| 3701 | 2022-08-17 16:28:52 | 117.38 | 97% |