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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1802 | 2024-07-31 01:09:04 | 102.66 | 98.4% |
| 790 | 2023-08-10 19:32:37 | 90.56 | 97.9% |
| 747 | 2023-08-08 22:03:54 | 80.88 | 95.7% |