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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9855 | 2021-04-18 22:12:57 | 90.88 | 98% |
| 8883 | 2021-02-25 13:29:44 | 93.23 | 98% |
| 7009 | 2020-12-25 20:10:09 | 80.58 | 96% |
| 1900 | 2020-07-22 14:02:49 | 49.92 | 93% |
| 798 | 2020-06-28 17:12:05 | 45.60 | 95% |
| 427 | 2020-06-20 23:14:45 | 47.28 | 95% |