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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8010 | 2021-08-01 01:58:19 | 82.96 | 99% |
| 4130 | 2021-02-05 18:53:31 | 78.10 | 97.4% |
| 3877 | 2021-02-01 21:53:03 | 83.60 | 97.7% |