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 |
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14307 | 2017-02-20 10:53:58 | 143.59 | 92% |
14210 | 2017-02-16 10:04:45 | 143.10 | 92% |