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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 356 | 2021-07-23 01:54:45 | 38.79 | 97% |
| 11 | 2018-04-29 11:02:14 | 35.68 | 99% |