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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1438 | 2022-06-12 20:35:38 | 123.81 | 99% |
| 565 | 2022-05-07 00:14:45 | 102.08 | 96% |