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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1198 | 2019-08-01 02:03:54 | 102.87 | 99% |
| 875 | 2019-05-24 16:42:28 | 87.86 | 99% |