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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4732 | 2021-09-14 07:31:53 | 88.03 | 96% |
| 4622 | 2021-09-07 06:19:15 | 86.79 | 96% |
| 3874 | 2021-07-02 10:13:27 | 69.32 | 94% |