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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2151 | 2022-10-09 17:20:53 | 86.96 | 97% |
| 55 | 2020-11-30 05:37:09 | 59.55 | 96% |