Come, Friend, you too must die. Why moan about it so? Even Patroclus died, a far, far better man than you. And look, you see how handsome and powerful I am? The son of a great man, the mother who gave me life - a deathless goddess. But even for me, I tell you, death and the strong force of fate are waiting. There will come a dawn or sunset or high noon when a man will take my life in battle too - flinging a spear perhaps, or whipping a deadly arrow off his bow.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26019 | 2020-12-16 07:25:34 | 77.59 | 100% |
| 22149 | 2019-05-27 21:52:21 | 74.59 | 99% |
| 11549 | 2018-06-30 14:34:49 | 74.65 | 100% |
| 9259 | 2018-04-22 12:16:01 | 69.15 | 99% |
| 7271 | 2018-03-14 07:28:25 | 67.06 | 99% |
| 2470 | 2017-12-15 17:29:40 | 60.45 | 98% |