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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1262 | 2023-04-26 19:46:13 | 109.28 | 99% |
| 431 | 2023-01-30 17:12:16 | 104.84 | 98% |