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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4292 | 2022-09-04 05:04:41 | 90.94 | 97% |
| 1223 | 2022-07-11 09:29:36 | 81.64 | 97% |