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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8228 | 2023-10-02 19:32:42 | 140.92 | 100% |
| 2237 | 2021-09-12 01:59:41 | 98.20 | 96% |