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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1127 | 2022-02-24 01:44:47 | 53.04 | 96% |
| 16 | 2021-05-29 17:16:05 | 40.67 | 95% |