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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2263 | 2022-04-12 12:31:12 | 89.86 | 98% |
| 2007 | 2021-12-31 15:41:21 | 95.90 | 99% |