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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7024 | 2021-06-08 16:46:03 | 92.38 | 97% |
| 1945 | 2021-03-28 05:00:05 | 81.44 | 97% |