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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5686 | 2024-01-30 15:24:36 | 111.46 | 97.3% |
| 2606 | 2022-04-18 11:06:22 | 99.35 | 97% |