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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26142 | 2025-07-05 20:14:58 | 149.35 | 99% |
| 14918 | 2019-04-17 14:54:05 | 107.83 | 96% |
| 7571 | 2019-02-19 20:38:25 | 95.10 | 96% |