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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3327 | 2022-02-02 15:22:52 | 78.02 | 97% |
| 1297 | 2021-07-15 18:07:19 | 80.60 | 97% |