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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3432 | 2024-04-06 12:37:02 | 79.17 | 98.2% |
| 583 | 2021-10-22 09:26:00 | 78.76 | 99% |
| 103 | 2021-08-20 09:38:22 | 57.86 | 96% |