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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1763 | 2020-11-26 03:34:16 | 120.39 | 99% |
| 954 | 2020-02-21 22:52:53 | 98.83 | 98% |