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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 812 | 2022-04-14 05:21:54 | 49.52 | 95% |
| 782 | 2022-04-12 03:57:11 | 44.91 | 94% |