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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5090 | 2021-05-15 09:50:55 | 83.08 | 98% |
| 3723 | 2021-03-12 07:16:25 | 81.03 | 98% |
| 3549 | 2021-03-03 06:12:55 | 77.70 | 97% |