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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1955 | 2019-06-02 16:50:10 | 127.93 | 99% |
| 1462 | 2017-09-24 14:49:22 | 111.09 | 97% |