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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16464 | 2021-08-14 23:16:11 | 111.40 | 98% |
| 12493 | 2018-08-28 22:04:19 | 123.03 | 99% |
| 11695 | 2018-07-09 22:10:19 | 122.06 | 98% |
| 8673 | 2017-10-17 23:51:36 | 126.61 | 100% |