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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14941 | 2018-11-08 12:08:10 | 78.92 | 97% |
| 14253 | 2018-10-30 15:46:09 | 79.18 | 97% |
| 12459 | 2018-05-06 01:36:20 | 73.86 | 97% |
| 8775 | 2017-10-29 09:06:30 | 78.41 | 96% |
| 8102 | 2017-10-16 08:37:10 | 71.58 | 97% |
| 6588 | 2017-09-22 01:35:33 | 79.62 | 97% |