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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10751 | 2021-08-03 15:24:32 | 118.16 | 100% |
| 6969 | 2021-06-11 02:59:26 | 103.08 | 98% |
| 6943 | 2021-06-10 23:19:02 | 106.27 | 99% |
| 5126 | 2021-05-13 10:44:41 | 101.97 | 98% |
| 1058 | 2021-03-16 06:35:32 | 107.71 | 99% |