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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11715 | 2022-04-03 14:09:17 | 132.62 | 97% |
| 8736 | 2021-08-26 06:27:54 | 137.37 | 97% |
| 4112 | 2021-04-14 05:30:57 | 140.19 | 98% |