We want a good life with a nose for things, the fresh wind and bright sky to endure my suffering. I'm a hole without a key if I break my tongue. Oh, speaking of tomorrow, how will it ever come?
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1350 | 2017-06-19 03:01:32 | 67.07 | 97% |
| 776 | 2017-05-27 07:53:32 | 67.86 | 94% |