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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18058 | 2021-10-26 23:53:59 | 121.41 | 100% |
| 14994 | 2020-10-06 04:51:15 | 108.31 | 99% |
| 12799 | 2020-08-16 04:21:38 | 105.58 | 99% |
| 12675 | 2020-08-13 22:18:14 | 106.52 | 99% |
| 6439 | 2020-04-15 00:46:21 | 87.86 | 98% |
| 6068 | 2020-04-08 05:01:22 | 94.07 | 99% |
| 3163 | 2020-02-08 04:32:43 | 80.58 | 98% |
| 1145 | 2019-10-31 17:06:25 | 79.91 | 97% |