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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2081 | 2017-07-27 03:18:25 | 58.58 | 98% |
| 1628 | 2017-06-14 03:29:35 | 53.57 | 99% |