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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3968 | 2020-06-30 11:46:40 | 79.85 | 97% |
| 1399 | 2019-12-25 15:23:30 | 62.75 | 98% |
| 994 | 2019-11-30 12:44:47 | 62.86 | 98% |
| 154 | 2018-11-17 06:22:51 | 30.39 | 95% |