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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7601 | 2023-03-25 16:37:08 | 109.04 | 97% |
| 7103 | 2023-03-20 23:08:42 | 100.70 | 96% |