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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6172 | 2021-03-01 15:43:17 | 102.14 | 98.6% |
| 5726 | 2021-01-03 13:05:52 | 101.52 | 99% |
| 5458 | 2020-10-18 17:06:42 | 85.84 | 97% |
| 3993 | 2019-10-12 13:59:54 | 85.64 | 99% |