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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1546 | 2022-01-03 15:37:21 | 60.43 | 96% |
| 84 | 2021-11-14 21:38:31 | 40.82 | 95% |