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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33874 | 2023-01-17 17:10:41 | 122.47 | 98% |
| 32203 | 2019-12-23 15:32:00 | 121.79 | 98% |
| 31637 | 2018-05-02 16:16:58 | 142.51 | 99% |
| 30615 | 2018-02-03 18:03:41 | 129.59 | 98% |
| 26830 | 2017-10-10 16:14:37 | 130.66 | 99% |
| 24114 | 2017-07-20 20:32:47 | 120.90 | 99% |