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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6392 | 2022-04-11 23:13:57 | 89.73 | 96% |
| 5335 | 2022-03-16 06:03:40 | 95.31 | 97% |