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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2268 | 2019-06-23 03:19:36 | 70.82 | 96% |
| 1991 | 2018-12-25 12:09:33 | 74.72 | 98% |