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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1902 | 2021-10-13 08:00:46 | 85.92 | 98% |
| 693 | 2021-09-04 11:13:10 | 64.62 | 96% |