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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1183 | 2017-05-07 05:33:44 | 68.63 | 85% |
| 1147 | 2017-04-28 15:30:25 | 74.95 | 90% |