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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1523 | 2022-06-23 13:22:15 | 97.62 | 99% |
| 200 | 2022-03-14 15:50:02 | 101.79 | 99% |