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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6779 | 2021-01-01 22:49:11 | 77.34 | 96% |
| 5535 | 2020-10-18 03:44:25 | 73.92 | 97% |