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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5888 | 2024-04-10 02:08:27 | 90.45 | 95.5% |
| 5107 | 2022-02-13 23:45:10 | 99.84 | 98% |
| 1452 | 2017-08-05 14:23:58 | 51.69 | 95% |