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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13151 | 2025-05-21 16:05:47 | 150.63 | 99% |
| 11661 | 2023-08-07 23:18:41 | 154.64 | 97.9% |
| 8098 | 2021-12-07 20:13:40 | 152.74 | 99% |
| 7749 | 2021-11-20 05:26:48 | 150.41 | 99% |
| 7599 | 2021-11-16 00:36:46 | 156.58 | 100% |
| 6199 | 2021-09-26 17:39:05 | 133.83 | 97% |
| 5492 | 2021-09-08 21:55:39 | 120.25 | 96% |
| 404 | 2020-11-01 19:30:26 | 102.62 | 97% |