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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4922 | 2024-01-25 14:57:06 | 70.21 | 96.5% |
| 4308 | 2023-11-14 16:57:35 | 64.31 | 93.9% |