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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5552 | 2021-09-02 22:38:31 | 77.45 | 96% |
| 4830 | 2021-08-08 18:53:22 | 82.54 | 98% |
| 1969 | 2021-05-03 11:03:58 | 80.25 | 99% |
| 1755 | 2021-04-29 09:51:28 | 70.66 | 96% |