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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4419 | 2021-05-13 14:15:46 | 116.00 | 96% |
| 4374 | 2021-05-07 09:46:58 | 153.71 | 100% |
| 4037 | 2021-04-10 09:17:51 | 135.36 | 98% |