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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2552 | 2025-04-08 14:27:19 | 98.24 | 98.3% |
| 1716 | 2024-06-13 08:04:34 | 84.46 | 96.4% |
| 207 | 2023-08-07 11:59:04 | 79.40 | 97% |