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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3664 | 2019-11-02 10:02:30 | 37.27 | 93% |
| 2532 | 2017-09-25 14:04:59 | 45.35 | 94% |