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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2430 | 2022-10-17 22:04:51 | 101.72 | 99% |
| 516 | 2018-02-13 03:18:11 | 95.57 | 98% |