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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7816 | 2022-10-19 09:58:41 | 95.10 | 97% |
| 5556 | 2019-06-16 10:03:17 | 93.11 | 98% |