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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1633 | 2021-09-03 05:28:35 | 72.77 | 98% |
| 1057 | 2021-02-21 12:41:28 | 71.56 | 98.6% |