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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6266 | 2021-09-21 06:52:11 | 75.10 | 97% |
| 3983 | 2021-04-26 07:09:30 | 64.07 | 97% |