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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4342 | 2024-01-16 02:06:00 | 68.49 | 97% |
| 1331 | 2022-07-25 05:58:55 | 63.63 | 98% |