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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1601 | 2022-05-10 12:13:56 | 80.50 | 96% |
| 1482 | 2022-02-18 14:03:02 | 92.89 | 99% |
| 593 | 2021-12-16 17:58:00 | 65.24 | 95% |