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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9414 | 2019-12-16 03:55:22 | 132.69 | 99% |
| 9165 | 2019-12-02 13:25:28 | 100.94 | 96% |
| 8188 | 2019-10-16 16:44:32 | 113.20 | 97% |
| 7142 | 2019-09-13 16:02:05 | 122.57 | 98% |
| 5914 | 2019-08-03 02:49:51 | 104.84 | 96% |
| 5698 | 2019-07-24 17:26:02 | 122.11 | 99% |
| 4508 | 2019-05-13 23:29:12 | 111.44 | 96% |
| 2391 | 2019-03-10 19:18:09 | 103.22 | 97% |
| 1745 | 2019-02-18 22:06:07 | 103.34 | 96% |