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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8668 | 2019-09-08 10:40:53 | 62.53 | 93% |
| 684 | 2018-08-11 07:02:56 | 42.65 | 95% |
| 100 | 2018-07-18 07:34:00 | 33.94 | 96% |