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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4090 | 2022-01-23 17:52:48 | 60.60 | 96% |
| 155 | 2020-06-12 06:19:11 | 26.50 | 93% |