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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2270 | 2017-04-17 18:06:33 | 66.92 | 99% |
| 2228 | 2017-03-27 17:37:17 | 61.94 | 98% |