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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1191 | 2021-07-22 03:39:22 | 109.20 | 99% |
| 462 | 2021-05-25 01:24:55 | 86.22 | 97% |