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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4603 | 2020-06-28 23:47:30 | 86.06 | 97% |
| 4298 | 2020-03-01 23:19:20 | 85.25 | 96% |
| 3808 | 2019-11-14 05:50:37 | 95.14 | 98% |
| 965 | 2019-09-13 01:10:49 | 79.00 | 97% |