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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1622 | 2023-10-02 05:24:05 | 90.92 | 98.6% |
| 381 | 2023-03-20 18:53:26 | 79.21 | 98% |