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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6599 | 2025-01-02 14:31:10 | 76.45 | 95% |
| 6111 | 2024-12-05 14:58:09 | 93.53 | 98.6% |
| 1791 | 2021-06-30 08:37:12 | 68.50 | 96% |