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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5924 | 2019-05-02 13:41:02 | 101.06 | 97% |
| 3406 | 2018-10-03 16:09:39 | 97.95 | 97% |
| 792 | 2018-08-21 05:24:48 | 82.65 | 96% |