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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3620 | 2021-04-26 19:32:25 | 90.99 | 96% |
| 1301 | 2020-09-27 23:44:48 | 80.24 | 95% |