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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1871 | 2023-06-13 18:38:12 | 101.24 | 96.7% |
| 118 | 2021-12-24 03:09:02 | 103.28 | 97% |