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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6869 | 2022-06-14 15:43:01 | 109.22 | 98% |
| 4154 | 2022-03-07 06:44:44 | 104.90 | 98% |
| 2686 | 2021-12-07 07:40:42 | 100.24 | 98% |