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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30072 | 2023-12-22 04:08:56 | 272.34 | 100% |
| 24935 | 2023-03-03 01:47:05 | 191.10 | 98% |
| 13481 | 2021-03-18 16:40:06 | 185.69 | 99% |