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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1882 | 2021-01-05 00:25:00 | 86.88 | 97% |
| 1560 | 2020-12-26 19:46:13 | 88.56 | 99% |