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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2643 | 2022-06-26 14:04:50 | 90.70 | 98% |
| 2246 | 2021-01-16 10:28:17 | 94.47 | 99% |