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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4374 | 2024-07-26 08:04:49 | 139.46 | 97.4% |
| 716 | 2023-12-13 11:32:28 | 111.10 | 95.8% |