Beata Maria, you know I am a righteous man. Of my virtue I am justly proud. Et tibi Pater... Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd. Quia peccavi nimis... Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there - why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul? Cogitatione... I feel her, I see her! The sun caught in her raven hair is blazing in me out of all control! Verbo et opere...
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21508 | 2019-09-04 01:53:04 | 79.62 | 97% |
| 18217 | 2019-07-31 00:31:59 | 76.84 | 97% |
| 13867 | 2019-06-13 10:47:42 | 61.29 | 95% |
| 10930 | 2019-05-05 14:18:41 | 73.68 | 98% |