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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 893 | 2017-10-31 20:03:14 | 106.59 | 99% |
| 563 | 2017-07-05 18:09:17 | 92.20 | 98% |