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 |
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802 | 2022-01-03 03:39:48 | 75.80 | 96% |
668 | 2021-11-20 02:01:24 | 91.32 | 99% |