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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 252 | 2023-07-23 07:28:24 | 62.82 | 97% |
| 34 | 2023-06-06 14:55:52 | 54.54 | 98% |