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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3104 | 2022-02-04 07:08:31 | 108.58 | 97% |
| 2654 | 2022-01-29 15:09:41 | 99.98 | 95% |