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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5828 | 2023-12-21 14:32:16 | 95.27 | 94.8% |
| 4778 | 2022-07-08 09:00:47 | 123.52 | 98% |