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 |
---|---|---|---|
10484 | 2020-10-15 19:11:37 | 103.97 | 98% |
4700 | 2018-05-05 03:49:59 | 99.19 | 99% |
4045 | 2018-03-28 19:41:12 | 96.57 | 97% |
3101 | 2017-11-02 03:11:12 | 104.37 | 99% |
2896 | 2017-10-02 01:18:26 | 85.76 | 98% |