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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6801 | 2025-03-05 18:07:22 | 91.96 | 97.4% |
| 1114 | 2023-05-22 16:21:49 | 75.48 | 95.9% |
| 766 | 2023-04-11 18:18:56 | 78.63 | 97% |