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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8699 | 2020-06-22 11:11:12 | 104.95 | 95% |
| 6887 | 2019-11-11 22:30:08 | 98.69 | 97% |
| 4376 | 2019-03-21 13:28:28 | 83.19 | 96% |
| 148 | 2019-01-15 18:03:59 | 71.32 | 96% |