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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 291 | 2021-03-20 01:39:32 | 55.19 | 95% |
| 196 | 2021-02-23 03:19:10 | 46.23 | 96% |