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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4120 | 2024-01-30 12:49:54 | 86.92 | 98.2% |
| 3954 | 2023-10-10 13:25:55 | 78.68 | 97.4% |
| 3757 | 2023-06-03 01:00:44 | 79.74 | 97.6% |
| 1282 | 2021-05-20 10:02:57 | 65.54 | 97% |
| 772 | 2021-04-23 13:27:16 | 65.90 | 97% |