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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 697 | 2022-07-07 15:18:01 | 91.01 | 97% |
| 577 | 2022-04-13 06:31:24 | 94.59 | 98% |