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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7258 | 2018-08-14 19:32:58 | 112.66 | 96% |
| 4110 | 2017-11-22 12:38:22 | 103.16 | 97% |
| 2081 | 2017-07-22 22:29:59 | 99.78 | 96% |
| 2077 | 2017-07-22 22:25:26 | 107.43 | 97% |
| 1677 | 2017-07-09 18:43:39 | 99.80 | 96% |
| 34 | 2017-03-16 13:26:18 | 88.47 | 92% |