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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1649 | 2021-02-10 23:08:11 | 96.57 | 97% |
| 87 | 2021-01-03 07:28:21 | 89.73 | 98% |