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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7244 | 2021-12-15 05:38:59 | 131.76 | 100% |
| 1002 | 2019-11-20 16:51:32 | 112.61 | 99% |
| 951 | 2019-11-18 17:32:31 | 105.14 | 99% |