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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18073 | 2018-04-08 18:56:09 | 79.49 | 97% |
| 16625 | 2017-03-01 07:12:12 | 49.92 | 90% |