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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2564 | 2020-12-21 07:39:55 | 49.51 | 95% |
| 570 | 2020-04-16 09:59:12 | 53.53 | 96% |
| 160 | 2020-03-23 03:33:41 | 39.39 | 94% |