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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4152 | 2023-08-13 17:25:15 | 106.90 | 98% |
| 1985 | 2023-05-28 13:42:50 | 110.60 | 99% |
| 645 | 2023-05-14 14:23:55 | 107.73 | 98% |