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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10790 | 2019-07-19 19:38:18 | 160.44 | 98% |
| 10549 | 2019-07-17 17:32:07 | 145.56 | 97% |
| 8890 | 2018-09-07 03:13:49 | 158.94 | 99% |
| 8167 | 2018-08-23 00:41:46 | 147.62 | 98% |
| 3720 | 2018-02-06 23:50:54 | 143.48 | 99% |
| 2960 | 2018-01-03 22:05:08 | 160.64 | 99% |