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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1041 | 2022-03-09 11:58:32 | 99.97 | 98% |
| 861 | 2021-10-02 13:26:00 | 82.38 | 97% |