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 |
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2598 | 2022-02-22 18:38:38 | 69.99 | 98% |
2470 | 2021-10-04 12:36:44 | 72.53 | 98% |