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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1560 | 2021-07-21 02:49:09 | 133.23 | 98% |
| 788 | 2019-07-24 20:16:57 | 135.10 | 98% |
| 84 | 2017-12-02 05:47:58 | 124.70 | 97% |