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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8930 | 2021-04-14 12:24:30 | 79.42 | 98% |
| 6036 | 2020-08-30 02:02:17 | 83.46 | 98% |
| 5684 | 2020-07-24 15:42:45 | 76.40 | 97% |
| 3506 | 2019-05-11 19:48:38 | 78.62 | 99% |