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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2207 | 2022-02-26 14:36:03 | 60.66 | 99% |
| 2204 | 2022-02-24 01:44:37 | 63.55 | 98% |
| 630 | 2020-06-07 12:54:22 | 47.09 | 95% |