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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2572 | 2022-10-10 18:59:40 | 82.82 | 97% |
| 709 | 2021-01-05 15:46:54 | 70.42 | 97% |