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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 612 | 2017-08-14 22:41:02 | 77.02 | 97% |
| 574 | 2017-07-13 23:07:28 | 77.73 | 97% |