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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2364 | 2022-09-28 14:32:51 | 47.03 | 95% |
| 1030 | 2022-05-04 07:16:31 | 42.11 | 94% |