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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1204 | 2019-04-22 16:58:06 | 79.71 | 99% |
| 1015 | 2019-04-17 17:04:41 | 72.50 | 99% |