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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 674 | 2021-07-16 21:12:45 | 66.80 | 95% |
| 181 | 2021-06-30 01:28:45 | 58.79 | 97% |