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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 195 | 2017-06-30 06:35:45 | 102.53 | 96% |
| 54 | 2017-06-23 21:22:30 | 110.33 | 99% |