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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 348 | 2022-12-28 05:17:58 | 86.28 | 96% |
| 216 | 2022-12-24 07:30:22 | 74.98 | 97% |