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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 914 | 2021-11-05 08:17:14 | 143.04 | 98% |
| 626 | 2019-12-05 04:32:27 | 143.73 | 98% |
| 217 | 2019-11-09 00:42:04 | 146.59 | 99% |