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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1375 | 2021-05-13 22:31:58 | 81.09 | 97% |
| 122 | 2020-09-28 04:25:14 | 69.24 | 96% |