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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 641 | 2022-02-18 19:53:36 | 153.45 | 99% |
| 630 | 2020-03-14 18:53:20 | 153.80 | 97% |
| 376 | 2019-01-05 22:49:44 | 138.06 | 99% |