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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9602 | 2021-11-04 16:23:19 | 103.70 | 99% |
| 9167 | 2021-01-25 05:21:32 | 108.70 | 100% |
| 7663 | 2019-06-07 19:05:35 | 103.91 | 100% |