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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9169 | 2022-04-01 00:30:52 | 98.02 | 97% |
| 5219 | 2020-11-06 18:35:02 | 107.00 | 99% |
| 3970 | 2019-09-06 18:53:45 | 87.83 | 97% |