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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3615 | 2021-11-02 19:09:55 | 92.76 | 98% |
| 3373 | 2021-09-13 09:47:23 | 74.72 | 95% |
| 726 | 2019-10-16 16:09:20 | 67.54 | 96% |