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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1482 | 2022-05-09 04:09:19 | 73.77 | 95% |
| 550 | 2021-08-03 12:02:28 | 60.09 | 94% |