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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4307 | 2023-02-09 04:27:26 | 69.87 | 97% |
| 3818 | 2023-01-21 01:25:46 | 70.50 | 98% |