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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4921 | 2022-12-14 04:46:34 | 70.93 | 96% |
| 3554 | 2021-04-08 17:25:42 | 75.14 | 98% |
| 2877 | 2021-01-20 15:02:45 | 59.13 | 95% |