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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1006 | 2022-07-02 02:11:12 | 101.72 | 97% |
| 186 | 2021-03-02 02:22:34 | 82.62 | 95% |