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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1870 | 2021-01-17 07:08:11 | 89.63 | 98% |
| 200 | 2020-09-28 05:38:34 | 65.52 | 98% |