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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6772 | 2022-11-19 12:31:41 | 75.44 | 98% |
| 6345 | 2022-02-11 12:49:29 | 93.75 | 99% |