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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2672 | 2023-04-11 02:50:15 | 59.97 | 94% |
| 1674 | 2023-02-21 12:42:54 | 60.70 | 95% |