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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8425 | 2020-06-17 03:00:25 | 100.77 | 97% |
| 5203 | 2018-07-26 23:29:23 | 94.98 | 95% |