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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6847 | 2023-03-14 21:32:00 | 99.10 | 98% |
| 854 | 2020-11-08 20:20:46 | 79.75 | 95% |