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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9395 | 2025-06-04 14:37:31 | 100.33 | 99% |
| 9131 | 2025-05-27 20:14:10 | 100.62 | 97% |
| 8569 | 2025-03-26 21:22:29 | 86.75 | 97% |
| 5431 | 2020-12-23 19:44:56 | 81.62 | 97% |
| 4186 | 2020-09-21 14:55:29 | 86.24 | 97% |
| 2576 | 2020-07-20 16:53:59 | 72.15 | 96% |