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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1622 | 2023-08-04 08:17:20 | 46.66 | 95.6% |
| 1085 | 2023-02-10 08:07:37 | 37.02 | 95% |