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 |
---|---|---|---|
16851 | 2018-12-29 13:45:39 | 109.31 | 99% |
16114 | 2018-11-21 09:12:34 | 89.87 | 97% |
13908 | 2018-09-08 20:47:15 | 108.56 | 100% |
11396 | 2018-07-27 02:54:48 | 102.85 | 98% |
4431 | 2018-01-28 09:51:32 | 88.67 | 96% |
614 | 2017-09-26 19:54:42 | 88.54 | 98% |