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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4489 | 2023-01-16 01:27:36 | 66.41 | 97% |
| 873 | 2021-09-26 13:04:20 | 60.41 | 98% |