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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3977 | 2024-07-16 18:31:39 | 101.75 | 98.3% |
| 3178 | 2023-07-22 16:50:32 | 114.59 | 99.6% |