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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2604 | 2023-12-30 09:08:07 | 180.82 | 97.3% |
| 78 | 2023-11-12 02:28:56 | 186.11 | 98.1% |