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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5649 | 2024-01-11 04:09:31 | 115.09 | 97.5% |
| 3556 | 2021-02-26 17:16:48 | 107.65 | 98.7% |
| 1071 | 2020-06-26 18:19:09 | 94.79 | 97% |