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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5312 | 2021-01-05 22:03:05 | 81.07 | 97% |
| 2066 | 2020-10-07 22:38:22 | 64.65 | 96% |