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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 506 | 2023-08-31 04:42:18 | 44.93 | 99.6% |
| 500 | 2023-08-27 02:21:40 | 41.22 | 98.6% |