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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2319 | 2022-12-10 02:23:24 | 79.26 | 97% |
| 482 | 2022-09-25 11:58:53 | 76.58 | 98% |