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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5721 | 2022-10-19 22:39:06 | 114.90 | 99% |
| 1858 | 2020-02-22 16:54:49 | 95.21 | 97% |