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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1232 | 2023-10-19 16:32:49 | 80.94 | 97.6% |
| 118 | 2023-07-31 10:13:47 | 80.03 | 97% |