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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3787 | 2024-10-04 14:33:25 | 116.75 | 97.3% |
| 2401 | 2024-02-08 15:29:20 | 103.89 | 97.8% |
| 1567 | 2023-12-11 16:51:31 | 119.00 | 97.7% |