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 |
---|---|---|---|
28134 | 2023-07-27 21:59:41 | 188.12 | 99.5% |
20440 | 2019-02-19 20:56:01 | 182.05 | 100% |
17243 | 2018-09-28 23:41:52 | 149.52 | 96.7% |
11599 | 2018-04-03 06:34:18 | 131.35 | 96% |
11250 | 2018-03-13 22:58:12 | 141.86 | 96% |
10049 | 2018-02-04 00:28:42 | 148.55 | 98% |
6419 | 2017-10-27 18:15:40 | 120.83 | 95% |