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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5739 | 2021-07-26 03:09:09 | 88.60 | 96% |
| 1685 | 2020-11-24 02:44:48 | 64.67 | 93% |