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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1058 | 2023-09-20 13:03:45 | 104.29 | 99% |
| 955 | 2023-06-29 07:09:32 | 99.98 | 99% |