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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 599 | 2017-06-27 12:22:00 | 65.23 | 97% |
| 591 | 2017-06-20 16:03:36 | 75.63 | 99% |