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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11316 | 2018-11-09 05:40:10 | 125.27 | 98% |
| 9724 | 2018-01-23 08:45:44 | 126.92 | 100% |