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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15970 | 2020-08-22 00:28:28 | 94.47 | 98% |
| 15471 | 2020-08-12 23:49:25 | 96.35 | 98% |
| 11788 | 2020-04-17 23:42:34 | 93.46 | 98% |
| 9787 | 2020-03-02 23:48:49 | 75.33 | 97% |
| 9337 | 2020-02-24 23:57:54 | 90.21 | 98% |
| 2174 | 2019-11-09 19:48:35 | 75.75 | 97% |