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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5042 | 2024-04-03 15:20:42 | 70.84 | 94.2% |
| 644 | 2023-01-29 20:55:31 | 61.62 | 94% |
| 539 | 2021-05-08 12:55:19 | 56.51 | 94% |