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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1642 | 2021-10-28 02:04:46 | 88.98 | 97% |
| 100 | 2019-06-21 00:04:35 | 65.81 | 97% |