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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1105 | 2022-07-02 14:20:12 | 71.79 | 98% |
| 220 | 2021-10-16 08:38:08 | 56.50 | 96% |