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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 873 | 2021-11-01 13:49:33 | 95.89 | 98% |
| 565 | 2021-10-03 17:34:32 | 83.14 | 97% |
| 283 | 2021-08-13 09:07:53 | 91.39 | 99% |