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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3201 | 2021-06-18 14:48:41 | 76.30 | 97% |
| 3050 | 2021-05-22 16:43:14 | 62.38 | 96% |
| 2327 | 2021-02-04 14:03:41 | 84.81 | 99.1% |