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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1433 | 2021-03-01 00:12:30 | 90.45 | 96% |
| 1142 | 2021-01-13 08:58:23 | 98.99 | 98% |