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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3349 | 2022-07-27 13:25:12 | 52.55 | 94% |
| 2803 | 2021-12-17 17:12:31 | 52.57 | 94% |