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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2585 | 2023-05-09 20:04:55 | 103.38 | 95% |
| 1639 | 2023-04-13 11:30:05 | 99.19 | 96% |