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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3665 | 2021-11-29 20:50:58 | 91.16 | 97% |
| 2735 | 2021-03-24 16:26:20 | 82.18 | 97% |