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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3095 | 2022-05-05 03:33:57 | 50.97 | 93% |
| 669 | 2020-12-25 04:27:13 | 48.48 | 96% |