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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18305 | 2025-06-26 06:02:07 | 88.28 | 98% |
| 17254 | 2025-01-09 18:53:57 | 97.45 | 97.9% |
| 16561 | 2024-12-03 19:15:06 | 92.62 | 98.3% |
| 14021 | 2024-09-10 08:01:25 | 77.36 | 96.6% |