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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2918 | 2020-11-13 18:26:19 | 77.72 | 98% |
| 2840 | 2020-11-11 17:54:16 | 67.99 | 96% |
| 2604 | 2020-11-09 14:44:38 | 75.62 | 98% |
| 584 | 2020-10-19 15:14:52 | 70.30 | 96% |