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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1183 | 2022-04-04 09:09:59 | 90.26 | 97% |
| 1036 | 2021-08-12 05:08:04 | 94.68 | 99% |
| 1005 | 2021-08-10 06:00:01 | 84.60 | 97% |