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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2019 | 2024-01-07 19:25:55 | 98.57 | 99.3% |
| 296 | 2023-04-11 13:04:58 | 91.00 | 99% |