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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1927 | 2022-10-02 22:36:38 | 72.82 | 97% |
| 1802 | 2022-09-20 23:58:54 | 67.30 | 96% |
| 222 | 2020-06-01 23:01:54 | 58.83 | 97% |