Yet you have never been there. You have not seen what it has become. I am dying, Maximus. When a man sees his end... he wants to know there was some purpose to his life. How will the world speak my name in years to come? Will I be known as the philosopher? The warrior? The tyrant...? Or will I be the emperor who gave Rome back her true self? There was once a dream that was Rome. You could only whisper it. Anything more than a whisper and it would vanish... it was so fragile. And I fear that it will not survive the winter.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33575 | 2020-05-14 09:57:31 | 95.20 | 99% |
| 29444 | 2020-03-09 08:53:13 | 91.65 | 98% |
| 27075 | 2020-01-24 14:03:26 | 93.41 | 98% |
| 23216 | 2019-12-06 11:04:37 | 94.63 | 98% |
| 20316 | 2019-10-28 12:05:19 | 90.63 | 98% |
| 13653 | 2019-05-16 16:29:55 | 85.11 | 98% |
| 2234 | 2018-12-14 12:40:17 | 68.05 | 96% |
| 930 | 2018-11-26 09:12:19 | 62.36 | 97% |