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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 249 | 2022-11-17 11:49:10 | 50.74 | 98% |
| 69 | 2022-02-18 05:07:24 | 42.08 | 97% |