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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2816 | 2022-11-15 15:30:06 | 88.09 | 98% |
| 2775 | 2022-10-19 15:26:17 | 88.44 | 98% |