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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3528 | 2021-07-01 19:19:06 | 103.11 | 98% |
| 3292 | 2021-05-30 05:10:37 | 92.01 | 97% |
| 2128 | 2021-05-13 04:08:10 | 93.08 | 96% |
| 834 | 2021-05-04 03:26:00 | 87.59 | 96% |
| 715 | 2021-05-03 00:14:00 | 93.54 | 98% |