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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 258 | 2023-08-16 18:16:52 | 37.49 | 94.2% |
| 245 | 2023-08-16 17:54:19 | 36.70 | 92.7% |