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 |
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1931 | 2021-05-26 10:25:26 | 109.82 | 100% |
1903 | 2021-05-23 04:00:01 | 88.03 | 97% |