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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15613 | 2021-01-30 00:07:22 | 55.82 | 99.5% |
| 8957 | 2020-07-18 03:28:59 | 76.00 | 99% |
| 5872 | 2017-12-08 02:38:57 | 69.95 | 99% |