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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 504 | 2022-04-08 13:35:29 | 107.07 | 97% |
| 493 | 2022-04-08 13:24:09 | 96.91 | 97% |