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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1941 | 2022-05-17 13:34:09 | 107.86 | 98% |
| 1644 | 2022-02-20 18:25:32 | 102.71 | 96% |
| 231 | 2021-03-29 14:57:19 | 92.39 | 96% |