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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7986 | 2021-06-12 20:00:42 | 142.53 | 99% |
| 7776 | 2021-06-11 17:55:27 | 151.39 | 100% |
| 7497 | 2021-06-05 16:43:49 | 141.11 | 99% |
| 4918 | 2021-04-19 19:04:58 | 140.30 | 100% |