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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5479 | 2021-09-14 07:31:48 | 107.39 | 97% |
| 2494 | 2018-12-27 02:42:45 | 86.89 | 97% |