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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2507 | 2023-04-12 15:26:46 | 103.18 | 97% |
| 2128 | 2023-02-06 17:48:13 | 105.16 | 97% |
| 1067 | 2021-01-27 01:19:08 | 103.07 | 97% |