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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5178 | 2021-09-12 18:37:10 | 93.34 | 98% |
| 4553 | 2021-08-09 11:22:29 | 94.60 | 97% |
| 1200 | 2020-01-12 10:36:22 | 88.38 | 98% |
| 674 | 2019-10-29 13:52:16 | 68.41 | 94% |