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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 66521 | 2021-04-03 10:02:35 | 130.03 | 98% |
| 59365 | 2020-08-15 16:52:21 | 133.06 | 98% |
| 53223 | 2019-12-28 01:28:43 | 151.04 | 99% |
| 40316 | 2018-08-23 22:18:13 | 152.13 | 99% |