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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2351 | 2023-02-01 13:05:59 | 72.58 | 97% |
| 1961 | 2022-07-12 13:31:45 | 69.67 | 97% |