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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2256 | 2023-06-15 09:55:04 | 104.56 | 98% |
| 1866 | 2023-06-09 07:28:33 | 104.76 | 99% |
| 1036 | 2023-05-20 23:24:23 | 108.44 | 98% |