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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5930 | 2025-06-09 12:52:08 | 84.30 | 96% |
| 918 | 2022-01-28 12:42:10 | 58.81 | 93% |