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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4894 | 2021-06-04 18:59:19 | 154.42 | 99% |
| 4534 | 2021-06-01 07:54:07 | 150.91 | 99% |
| 4440 | 2021-05-31 12:17:33 | 155.58 | 100% |
| 3813 | 2021-05-22 15:56:13 | 150.26 | 99% |