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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1643 | 2022-09-17 10:05:45 | 79.00 | 96% |
| 1501 | 2022-09-10 08:13:54 | 86.71 | 98% |