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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2152 | 2017-12-04 04:37:45 | 71.54 | 97% |
| 952 | 2017-10-23 05:22:07 | 75.57 | 99% |