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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2333 | 2021-03-23 17:11:31 | 81.58 | 98% |
| 581 | 2021-01-17 19:30:33 | 71.60 | 97% |
| 333 | 2021-01-15 18:33:44 | 62.57 | 96% |