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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 626 | 2023-04-09 11:23:30 | 105.47 | 100% |
| 259 | 2023-04-04 11:27:02 | 91.94 | 98% |