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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 50530 | 2022-12-14 01:44:04 | 155.96 | 99% |
| 46510 | 2022-02-01 10:36:14 | 149.73 | 98% |
| 44013 | 2021-06-21 06:58:06 | 171.88 | 100% |