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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3699 | 2022-02-27 07:18:10 | 55.12 | 99% |
| 3698 | 2022-02-27 07:12:05 | 44.61 | 97% |