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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2084 | 2022-06-10 10:21:26 | 86.51 | 98% |
| 918 | 2021-05-23 11:58:24 | 69.00 | 97% |