The way you walked was thorny, through no fault of your own, but as the rain enters the soil, the river enters the sea, so tears run to a predestined end. Your suffering is over, Bela my son. Now you will find peace.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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7742 | 2023-01-02 20:57:22 | 101.64 | 97% |
7358 | 2022-12-19 04:38:30 | 105.42 | 98% |
7299 | 2022-12-16 15:47:13 | 91.01 | 97% |
5614 | 2021-12-21 15:00:32 | 87.49 | 96% |
3726 | 2021-05-08 01:43:42 | 114.78 | 98% |
2387 | 2021-04-17 22:21:02 | 89.81 | 96% |