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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3452 | 2021-07-04 00:02:56 | 105.19 | 98% |
| 333 | 2021-04-11 20:43:51 | 102.01 | 96% |