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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5355 | 2021-09-06 01:21:25 | 108.92 | 98% |
| 5273 | 2021-08-06 15:54:40 | 103.84 | 97% |
| 3245 | 2019-01-31 21:11:33 | 104.75 | 98% |