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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12242 | 2024-01-05 01:34:34 | 151.66 | 98.6% |
| 10126 | 2022-09-15 17:12:03 | 147.38 | 99% |
| 7304 | 2021-03-29 04:58:18 | 127.23 | 97% |
| 5263 | 2021-01-10 22:52:39 | 111.49 | 97% |
| 3407 | 2020-10-22 15:35:41 | 104.74 | 97% |
| 1949 | 2020-05-28 04:17:03 | 104.51 | 96% |
| 1252 | 2020-02-23 07:47:12 | 114.14 | 97% |