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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1618 | 2023-10-18 16:24:13 | 114.16 | 98% |
| 1183 | 2023-08-24 16:39:34 | 104.10 | 96% |