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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3031 | 2022-11-03 18:06:14 | 70.53 | 97% |
| 1163 | 2021-12-26 08:37:05 | 53.05 | 96% |