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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1226 | 2017-05-26 23:43:37 | 104.63 | 98% |
| 1066 | 2017-03-21 17:54:11 | 97.36 | 98% |