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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3045 | 2023-04-16 21:15:34 | 100.35 | 99% |
| 2648 | 2023-03-28 00:23:39 | 97.44 | 99% |
| 1319 | 2023-02-04 01:05:00 | 102.57 | 99% |