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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 757 | 2017-03-09 15:48:52 | 66.79 | 94% |
| 33 | 2017-01-19 09:42:44 | 51.23 | 93% |