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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19198 | 2022-05-28 12:13:33 | 110.18 | 99% |
| 18640 | 2021-06-13 12:30:47 | 115.83 | 100% |