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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 881 | 2019-07-08 12:14:11 | 90.72 | 94% |
| 32 | 2018-06-07 11:22:26 | 76.83 | 97% |