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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8305 | 2025-01-14 13:18:41 | 93.39 | 98.9% |
| 6735 | 2023-04-11 16:56:56 | 92.82 | 99% |
| 2166 | 2021-04-27 13:33:31 | 82.40 | 99% |