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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1493 | 2022-08-02 11:13:19 | 78.92 | 95% |
| 127 | 2021-11-03 09:48:12 | 37.21 | 93% |