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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2273 | 2022-10-26 07:49:43 | 116.30 | 98% |
| 756 | 2018-01-26 08:47:25 | 121.97 | 98% |
| 618 | 2018-01-24 07:56:53 | 123.15 | 99% |