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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1408 | 2021-07-12 23:10:55 | 40.16 | 94% |
| 1284 | 2021-06-06 13:22:06 | 39.68 | 94% |