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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2244 | 2022-04-27 15:08:07 | 116.24 | 98% |
| 1845 | 2021-05-17 01:18:41 | 106.87 | 99% |
| 1621 | 2020-09-29 17:05:23 | 89.75 | 97% |