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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3810 | 2024-02-21 15:25:48 | 125.93 | 99% |
| 2621 | 2022-12-22 15:31:40 | 130.60 | 99% |
| 1401 | 2021-09-01 00:22:23 | 117.28 | 98% |
| 275 | 2020-12-31 16:33:46 | 90.79 | 96% |