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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1618 | 2023-05-17 14:43:02 | 85.49 | 97.5% |
| 113 | 2023-02-13 16:38:01 | 76.98 | 96% |