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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4080 | 2022-02-17 15:03:52 | 80.43 | 97% |
| 3285 | 2022-02-09 19:42:25 | 83.04 | 97% |
| 473 | 2022-01-15 10:40:34 | 56.68 | 95% |