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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5610 | 2021-02-15 12:52:01 | 81.84 | 95.9% |
| 3651 | 2020-04-11 18:19:11 | 87.72 | 96% |
| 2896 | 2020-02-17 13:39:07 | 84.03 | 97% |
| 1311 | 2019-12-19 21:48:14 | 86.90 | 98% |
| 1099 | 2019-12-14 15:29:55 | 89.44 | 97% |