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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10763 | 2025-05-24 20:14:31 | 134.39 | 98% |
| 10625 | 2025-05-20 19:01:18 | 155.66 | 99% |
| 8026 | 2022-06-20 05:43:36 | 150.21 | 99% |
| 6315 | 2021-09-12 07:03:08 | 154.92 | 97% |
| 4985 | 2021-03-22 18:29:32 | 137.06 | 99% |
| 764 | 2020-12-08 11:41:12 | 121.66 | 98% |