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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 115 | 2021-02-14 23:01:44 | 44.89 | 91.8% |
| 89 | 2021-01-27 04:15:19 | 38.44 | 91% |