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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1076 | 2021-10-22 00:33:59 | 75.26 | 96% |
| 89 | 2021-03-06 07:57:31 | 66.54 | 95% |