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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4216 | 2021-08-26 16:06:00 | 116.47 | 97% |
| 3821 | 2021-01-21 12:15:04 | 110.90 | 97% |