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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 979 | 2022-03-13 14:27:50 | 74.94 | 98% |
| 20 | 2019-09-03 12:53:26 | 43.72 | 93% |