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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16159 | 2023-05-24 13:29:01 | 186.82 | 100% |
| 7065 | 2021-03-29 22:08:19 | 168.71 | 99% |
| 4364 | 2020-05-19 16:38:22 | 177.27 | 100% |
| 4127 | 2020-05-18 12:19:39 | 161.06 | 98% |