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 |
---|---|---|---|
1836 | 2023-09-05 15:25:18 | 78.46 | 93% |