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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 214 | 2018-09-11 20:01:20 | 94.17 | 98% |
| 33 | 2018-08-17 00:46:52 | 86.93 | 98% |