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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 330 | 2022-06-26 20:28:48 | 117.51 | 99% |
| 105 | 2021-12-22 02:07:24 | 123.48 | 99% |