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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2913 | 2022-06-21 10:19:25 | 77.99 | 98% |
| 2420 | 2018-12-11 17:38:34 | 77.22 | 99% |