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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4267 | 2017-03-17 02:14:34 | 117.06 | 99% |
| 3776 | 2017-02-10 23:16:35 | 105.34 | 95% |