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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 795 | 2023-05-30 17:52:55 | 89.54 | 96% |
| 508 | 2023-05-22 08:28:28 | 84.17 | 96% |