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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3155 | 2023-04-19 06:26:29 | 64.27 | 96% |
| 3005 | 2023-04-09 23:59:21 | 57.09 | 95% |
| 1900 | 2023-01-22 13:32:02 | 51.62 | 93% |