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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3064 | 2023-03-19 07:34:52 | 83.84 | 96% |
| 2421 | 2023-02-20 15:49:31 | 61.80 | 95% |