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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7207 | 2019-10-09 17:38:54 | 147.39 | 99% |
| 6870 | 2019-10-04 07:16:16 | 135.75 | 98% |
| 6770 | 2019-06-11 08:47:40 | 119.87 | 99% |
| 4646 | 2018-11-09 15:30:10 | 150.30 | 99% |
| 2828 | 2018-09-22 06:55:31 | 116.11 | 98% |
| 1657 | 2018-08-11 04:20:04 | 125.53 | 99% |