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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 302223 | 2025-06-05 20:21:03 | 91.79 | 97% |
| 301140 | 2025-06-03 21:41:21 | 113.74 | 97% |
| 275080 | 2025-05-10 03:10:34 | 93.92 | 95.3% |