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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3074 | 2023-03-14 14:30:37 | 121.18 | 97% |
| 2894 | 2023-02-17 15:48:30 | 126.59 | 98% |