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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 819 | 2022-01-26 18:04:41 | 58.21 | 97% |
| 247 | 2021-06-24 12:36:30 | 51.25 | 98% |