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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3400 | 2022-06-03 18:47:46 | 105.61 | 99% |
| 2298 | 2021-10-27 09:40:50 | 77.75 | 95% |
| 1667 | 2021-10-05 18:24:14 | 80.37 | 99% |