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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18113 | 2024-09-09 22:44:08 | 129.14 | 98.6% |
| 15604 | 2024-05-29 22:41:05 | 120.82 | 99.6% |
| 14169 | 2024-04-21 02:43:42 | 116.05 | 98.6% |
| 10576 | 2022-12-16 07:34:47 | 111.68 | 100% |
| 6846 | 2021-12-09 21:16:14 | 105.27 | 98% |
| 5314 | 2021-07-10 23:21:18 | 87.86 | 95% |
| 1672 | 2021-01-02 22:20:32 | 106.49 | 99% |