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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9255 | 2021-07-25 15:57:56 | 79.41 | 97% |
| 7361 | 2020-09-10 11:20:27 | 83.55 | 96% |