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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 366 | 2022-01-20 15:03:54 | 72.42 | 97% |
| 304 | 2021-12-31 17:53:48 | 60.91 | 95% |