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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1029 | 2023-05-27 21:32:58 | 87.73 | 97.7% |
| 783 | 2023-03-06 16:26:19 | 82.67 | 97% |