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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12043 | 2024-01-02 06:46:41 | 113.05 | 98% |
| 6900 | 2021-05-26 01:11:26 | 100.86 | 97% |
| 5863 | 2021-05-03 14:09:34 | 84.31 | 96% |