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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3044 | 2023-02-02 01:54:06 | 110.83 | 97% |
| 2244 | 2021-02-10 21:22:42 | 113.63 | 98.6% |