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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3658 | 2022-07-25 14:43:31 | 95.73 | 97% |
| 2720 | 2021-10-06 10:14:13 | 111.36 | 97% |
| 1363 | 2021-05-11 14:48:57 | 111.07 | 98% |