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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3436 | 2023-10-10 23:49:58 | 109.90 | 98% |
| 2673 | 2023-04-02 14:47:09 | 104.78 | 98% |
| 1409 | 2019-03-13 10:41:38 | 117.23 | 98% |