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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3543 | 2020-06-09 00:07:04 | 93.36 | 97% |
| 3406 | 2019-12-06 00:03:07 | 91.49 | 98% |
| 2407 | 2019-03-29 17:36:25 | 78.07 | 96% |