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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1342 | 2022-10-09 05:11:52 | 74.52 | 98% |
| 1171 | 2022-09-03 03:46:37 | 66.61 | 96% |
| 801 | 2022-07-31 04:24:03 | 61.89 | 97% |