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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4177 | 2017-04-12 19:39:36 | 78.89 | 90% |
| 4105 | 2017-02-17 01:37:33 | 101.21 | 99% |