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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1464 | 2022-08-20 07:55:46 | 141.93 | 97% |
| 1311 | 2022-01-04 08:32:26 | 152.98 | 98% |