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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2246 | 2021-03-25 19:45:40 | 76.49 | 95% |
| 806 | 2021-01-19 06:42:40 | 80.91 | 96% |