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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1056 | 2017-05-10 03:03:44 | 80.18 | 98% |
| 393 | 2017-03-18 18:47:32 | 75.85 | 98% |