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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8341 | 2022-08-18 21:12:53 | 96.34 | 98% |
| 7665 | 2022-08-01 18:15:04 | 88.51 | 98% |
| 1771 | 2021-03-13 07:30:06 | 76.34 | 99% |