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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2595 | 2022-07-29 08:32:50 | 82.18 | 98% |
| 1067 | 2021-01-05 10:41:17 | 61.71 | 96% |