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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4920 | 2023-02-12 03:07:31 | 83.78 | 95% |
| 4635 | 2023-01-18 01:33:12 | 112.75 | 99% |