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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1636 | 2022-08-12 11:18:20 | 61.03 | 95% |
| 1253 | 2021-09-15 17:30:41 | 65.24 | 96% |