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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14656 | 2025-03-15 01:30:40 | 136.04 | 98.6% |
| 11412 | 2023-10-06 15:42:26 | 129.30 | 98.6% |
| 4507 | 2023-01-21 21:47:31 | 107.67 | 99% |
| 3769 | 2022-07-29 22:55:03 | 113.02 | 99% |
| 2359 | 2022-05-25 20:28:52 | 100.43 | 97% |
| 1251 | 2022-04-27 22:25:08 | 98.63 | 96% |
| 1119 | 2022-04-21 00:14:11 | 109.74 | 98% |