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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1224 | 2021-07-09 02:50:12 | 62.39 | 96% |
| 170 | 2021-06-14 07:51:19 | 46.74 | 94% |