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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7684 | 2022-11-14 08:42:28 | 96.13 | 98% |
| 6096 | 2021-03-05 10:17:25 | 91.34 | 95% |