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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1408 | 2023-10-27 15:48:37 | 95.84 | 98% |
| 1318 | 2023-10-18 12:31:40 | 97.28 | 99.6% |