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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2165 | 2022-09-08 07:47:42 | 78.36 | 97% |
| 1851 | 2022-06-23 10:34:55 | 63.22 | 97% |