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 |
---|---|---|---|
14335 | 2017-10-23 21:30:08 | 119.39 | 97% |
13992 | 2017-09-29 15:53:11 | 122.09 | 98% |
12461 | 2017-07-27 18:07:24 | 136.44 | 100% |
11943 | 2017-07-19 20:45:40 | 124.48 | 100% |
11620 | 2017-07-18 18:54:42 | 111.87 | 97% |
11235 | 2017-07-13 19:46:37 | 118.44 | 99% |
10940 | 2017-07-12 20:28:17 | 114.23 | 98% |