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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13500 | 2025-04-29 19:54:37 | 123.55 | 98.3% |
| 13384 | 2025-04-28 18:54:06 | 120.55 | 98.6% |
| 10410 | 2021-06-07 09:22:44 | 101.68 | 98% |