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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2728 | 2021-11-02 00:37:22 | 64.30 | 99% |
| 1258 | 2021-05-27 19:56:05 | 56.23 | 98% |
| 924 | 2021-05-09 03:41:02 | 51.74 | 98% |