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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2954 | 2022-08-12 11:18:25 | 55.85 | 97% |
| 1807 | 2022-03-11 05:01:13 | 46.51 | 94% |