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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11332 | 2024-01-25 16:01:02 | 80.75 | 97.6% |
| 7312 | 2021-02-04 07:49:19 | 98.78 | 99% |
| 4167 | 2020-07-20 03:52:33 | 95.29 | 99% |