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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2393 | 2022-09-27 01:15:59 | 92.24 | 99% |
| 1660 | 2022-01-17 16:30:02 | 81.54 | 98% |