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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 726 | 2022-08-18 12:27:44 | 44.53 | 93% |
| 4 | 2022-06-02 09:58:32 | 45.90 | 98% |