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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1623 | 2021-01-25 08:26:08 | 100.51 | 99% |
| 1531 | 2021-01-19 11:33:04 | 88.62 | 97% |