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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3863 | 2021-08-26 06:30:30 | 90.55 | 94% |
| 3857 | 2021-08-26 06:25:20 | 91.05 | 94% |