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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3592 | 2022-10-10 09:43:58 | 78.28 | 97% |
| 1959 | 2022-10-01 12:28:25 | 88.80 | 98% |
| 1491 | 2022-09-20 06:36:51 | 76.15 | 98% |
| 1368 | 2022-09-05 10:02:44 | 71.83 | 95% |
| 43 | 2022-04-29 10:51:09 | 73.61 | 98% |