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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 861 | 2017-04-12 19:39:26 | 121.24 | 88% |
| 782 | 2017-04-06 18:38:56 | 126.83 | 92% |