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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6744 | 2025-03-08 15:43:35 | 104.10 | 97.4% |
| 4346 | 2025-02-10 16:52:27 | 99.97 | 97.4% |
| 2827 | 2025-01-20 16:05:27 | 99.52 | 98% |
| 2648 | 2025-01-20 04:54:19 | 99.06 | 96.5% |
| 341 | 2024-12-23 09:35:24 | 91.97 | 97.4% |