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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14446 | 2021-09-05 16:03:01 | 78.21 | 97% |
| 12796 | 2017-08-24 03:15:20 | 84.02 | 94% |