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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4333 | 2023-10-30 22:02:25 | 110.89 | 99.5% |
| 4160 | 2023-08-21 22:27:12 | 106.55 | 99% |