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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2158 | 2017-03-01 07:11:51 | 92.61 | 95% |
| 1914 | 2017-02-26 07:45:09 | 81.43 | 91% |