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 |
---|---|---|---|
4867 | 2021-02-28 18:58:57 | 99.85 | 99% |
2834 | 2020-12-24 11:47:59 | 79.85 | 96% |
1414 | 2020-11-05 16:27:24 | 57.74 | 93% |
744 | 2020-10-15 17:29:47 | 80.32 | 97% |
318 | 2020-10-01 17:54:28 | 74.95 | 96% |