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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22 | 2020-12-07 10:15:19 | 52.41 | 96% |
| 8 | 2020-12-07 05:35:26 | 50.26 | 95% |