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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 400 | 2022-07-28 13:18:57 | 87.15 | 96% |
| 262 | 2022-07-15 11:23:36 | 78.58 | 97% |