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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3028 | 2023-06-17 06:04:20 | 90.00 | 98.3% |
| 1732 | 2023-04-02 14:47:20 | 77.00 | 98% |