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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1500 | 2021-08-25 02:59:39 | 77.44 | 98% |
| 33 | 2020-06-29 14:14:09 | 52.80 | 96% |