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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4477 | 2023-06-25 13:59:04 | 77.71 | 97% |
| 1396 | 2023-02-08 14:47:28 | 72.50 | 98% |