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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1746 | 2022-02-24 14:20:56 | 83.06 | 97% |
| 551 | 2021-12-21 15:31:29 | 81.79 | 96% |