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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 864 | 2017-05-07 17:15:49 | 54.09 | 91% |
| 782 | 2017-05-05 18:19:56 | 52.49 | 91% |