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 |
---|---|---|---|
5434 | 2022-04-17 03:58:57 | 80.25 | 95% |
4083 | 2021-10-18 19:35:04 | 53.96 | 96% |
3101 | 2021-06-30 16:11:32 | 66.81 | 95% |
2553 | 2021-05-03 13:36:42 | 65.49 | 95% |
378 | 2021-03-09 02:32:32 | 49.48 | 93% |