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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2689 | 2020-12-09 23:26:21 | 88.58 | 98% |
| 2437 | 2020-11-15 00:58:23 | 80.06 | 96% |
| 101 | 2020-09-14 00:12:17 | 55.69 | 96% |