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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13645 | 2018-04-02 15:28:52 | 88.39 | 99% |
| 12788 | 2017-05-11 02:01:27 | 80.02 | 96% |