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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5257 | 2021-10-30 03:33:55 | 152.68 | 99% |
| 2468 | 2019-11-15 00:36:13 | 138.84 | 97% |
| 2151 | 2019-11-02 20:16:31 | 144.61 | 100% |
| 2003 | 2019-10-31 06:49:36 | 147.32 | 100% |