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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5257 | 2018-11-27 23:55:40 | 104.16 | 99% |
| 4026 | 2018-10-29 23:37:28 | 117.03 | 99% |