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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 137 | 2018-07-28 17:56:17 | 102.76 | 98% |
| 124 | 2018-02-14 00:06:48 | 135.64 | 100% |