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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10257 | 2024-01-24 17:23:57 | 124.70 | 98.6% |
| 9967 | 2024-01-02 14:49:47 | 117.29 | 98.6% |
| 9210 | 2023-07-23 15:33:36 | 122.08 | 97.6% |
| 8355 | 2023-07-10 20:37:19 | 108.36 | 97.7% |
| 6971 | 2023-07-04 19:19:34 | 102.16 | 97.4% |
| 6424 | 2023-07-02 19:02:18 | 102.09 | 96.7% |
| 5818 | 2023-06-29 16:56:21 | 105.42 | 97.7% |
| 514 | 2023-06-02 23:41:22 | 104.52 | 98.9% |