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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3123 | 2018-06-19 05:38:47 | 191.14 | 99% |
2764 | 2018-05-29 22:21:49 | 177.62 | 100% |