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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3186 | 2023-06-13 14:26:39 | 84.23 | 95% |
| 2393 | 2023-06-05 16:39:22 | 85.45 | 95% |