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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18482 | 2019-05-16 09:42:42 | 125.76 | 97% |
| 16069 | 2019-02-03 08:16:46 | 115.32 | 97% |
| 13680 | 2019-01-11 16:21:39 | 109.28 | 97% |
| 10651 | 2018-10-12 17:36:45 | 115.77 | 97% |
| 10430 | 2018-10-08 16:57:32 | 108.35 | 96% |