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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1134 | 2022-04-24 22:06:22 | 134.22 | 99% |
| 644 | 2021-11-03 19:50:09 | 127.21 | 98% |