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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2374 | 2022-09-02 10:04:50 | 73.48 | 98% |
| 1446 | 2021-11-17 15:53:00 | 70.34 | 98% |