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 |
---|---|---|---|
24804 | 2021-01-04 00:09:00 | 186.28 | 99% |
24629 | 2021-01-01 00:13:49 | 181.00 | 100% |
20629 | 2020-11-09 07:15:24 | 186.21 | 100% |
17444 | 2020-07-30 08:09:17 | 194.19 | 99% |
16829 | 2020-07-10 02:39:21 | 169.71 | 98% |