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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9585 | 2024-06-01 01:21:30 | 122.03 | 98.9% |
| 5899 | 2023-04-08 00:39:18 | 115.62 | 99% |
| 4754 | 2023-03-15 03:30:08 | 99.26 | 97% |
| 4513 | 2023-03-13 23:49:13 | 117.92 | 99% |