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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2037 | 2023-09-19 16:42:51 | 100.21 | 99% |
| 1768 | 2023-04-04 21:49:53 | 97.99 | 98% |
| 1712 | 2023-03-15 17:48:54 | 110.39 | 100% |