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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2051 | 2018-01-19 14:56:14 | 71.42 | 98% |
| 849 | 2017-10-11 17:50:43 | 59.79 | 94% |
| 782 | 2017-10-03 21:19:45 | 58.30 | 96% |
| 118 | 2017-09-07 17:41:08 | 55.99 | 96% |