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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4607 | 2022-06-12 23:52:01 | 73.86 | 99% |
| 2188 | 2021-04-20 11:44:22 | 63.50 | 97% |