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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3888 | 2022-12-01 17:59:56 | 133.62 | 99% |
| 3628 | 2022-10-08 03:04:26 | 143.29 | 99% |
| 586 | 2022-02-20 23:57:50 | 110.14 | 99% |