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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 105 | 2020-12-22 08:15:11 | 83.92 | 98% |
| 23 | 2020-08-14 13:16:59 | 90.29 | 97% |