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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 627 | 2021-10-08 04:06:47 | 109.85 | 99% |
| 34 | 2021-06-14 20:28:18 | 87.48 | 97% |