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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13374 | 2025-07-13 13:13:37 | 98.53 | 99% |
| 8272 | 2024-08-06 07:09:10 | 87.54 | 98.3% |
| 3654 | 2023-06-07 13:03:35 | 85.52 | 98.3% |