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 |
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1355 | 2017-08-04 14:10:11 | 55.48 | 97% |
206 | 2017-03-08 12:51:20 | 34.03 | 91% |