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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4920 | 2023-04-05 06:05:07 | 55.23 | 96% |
| 659 | 2021-05-05 11:08:22 | 45.05 | 95% |