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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1642 | 2023-04-17 04:08:19 | 124.96 | 97% |
| 1297 | 2023-04-01 03:58:18 | 114.07 | 97% |