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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3502 | 2021-07-01 11:38:13 | 84.82 | 97% |
| 992 | 2020-07-14 12:58:19 | 73.51 | 96% |