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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2152 | 2022-08-11 22:02:04 | 93.46 | 97% |
| 1614 | 2022-07-20 06:43:21 | 97.50 | 97% |