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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 809 | 2023-09-21 17:11:31 | 106.34 | 98% |
| 299 | 2023-07-11 20:56:34 | 99.80 | 96% |