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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 45 | 2022-05-25 15:35:29 | 101.51 | 98% |
| 30 | 2022-05-24 19:00:36 | 103.55 | 98% |