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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7878 | 2022-04-15 05:01:59 | 65.62 | 97% |
| 6494 | 2019-11-11 08:13:57 | 58.72 | 97% |