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 |
---|---|---|---|
8148 | 2017-04-03 00:12:10 | 150.17 | 91% |
7222 | 2017-02-06 22:53:22 | 169.08 | 100% |
7221 | 2017-02-06 22:52:03 | 144.92 | 93% |