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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 321 | 2022-01-09 15:42:35 | 64.16 | 96% |
| 264 | 2022-01-06 17:29:32 | 52.24 | 97% |