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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1717 | 2021-10-31 13:38:50 | 62.02 | 97% |
| 556 | 2021-10-18 08:12:26 | 53.32 | 97% |
| 505 | 2021-10-16 14:04:44 | 48.60 | 97% |
| 183 | 2021-10-13 06:41:40 | 41.97 | 96% |