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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8873 | 2025-02-16 08:31:34 | 89.81 | 99% |
| 8622 | 2025-01-23 12:33:07 | 102.62 | 97.7% |
| 7483 | 2024-10-23 13:49:39 | 93.01 | 97.7% |