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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1488 | 2023-07-18 19:22:23 | 89.72 | 95.9% |
| 1030 | 2021-05-26 21:23:36 | 93.28 | 97% |