Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: To think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4868 | 2018-05-16 20:07:12 | 94.76 | 97% |
| 3013 | 2017-07-11 23:36:32 | 89.82 | 96% |