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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1324 | 2022-03-10 07:55:29 | 80.14 | 99% |
| 947 | 2021-02-23 08:35:55 | 79.26 | 98.9% |