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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6864 | 2020-02-28 00:53:09 | 66.98 | 97% |
| 6435 | 2020-02-13 16:30:24 | 67.26 | 97% |
| 5440 | 2019-09-19 19:27:15 | 43.75 | 94% |
| 1136 | 2018-11-23 13:08:41 | 56.22 | 95% |