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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12575 | 2022-11-29 11:59:35 | 94.90 | 97% |
| 6211 | 2018-04-24 10:42:32 | 105.61 | 98% |
| 3875 | 2018-01-17 17:56:44 | 114.72 | 99% |