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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33470 | 2018-08-24 17:14:56 | 132.46 | 100% |
| 21028 | 2018-03-03 22:43:30 | 124.10 | 99% |
| 14750 | 2017-12-29 13:01:01 | 135.29 | 100% |
| 4438 | 2017-07-28 12:59:07 | 139.17 | 100% |
| 4307 | 2017-07-24 15:07:57 | 124.75 | 98% |