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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13904 | 2021-08-01 07:56:48 | 86.94 | 95% |
| 10432 | 2020-07-08 13:23:32 | 87.34 | 96% |
| 6104 | 2017-11-16 20:19:13 | 92.10 | 95% |