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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3098 | 2021-03-13 07:30:16 | 61.77 | 97% |
| 1976 | 2021-02-14 04:42:56 | 60.07 | 97.6% |