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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3828 | 2023-01-10 03:58:41 | 98.94 | 97% |
| 1902 | 2022-08-28 09:12:26 | 91.26 | 97% |