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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6628 | 2024-04-04 04:53:49 | 196.72 | 98.3% |
| 4221 | 2021-07-08 03:52:48 | 193.47 | 99% |
| 3330 | 2021-06-07 03:15:24 | 185.18 | 97% |
| 3329 | 2021-06-07 03:13:29 | 173.59 | 98% |
| 304 | 2021-04-17 16:34:47 | 161.28 | 99% |
| 71 | 2021-04-02 07:21:16 | 169.66 | 97% |