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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1892 | 2020-12-26 22:15:41 | 63.98 | 96% |
| 516 | 2018-03-25 22:05:28 | 44.64 | 96% |
| 395 | 2018-03-15 13:23:06 | 40.52 | 96% |