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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 440 | 2021-01-30 07:32:07 | 85.89 | 98% |
| 334 | 2021-01-25 09:17:46 | 72.44 | 96% |